Translator: 549690339
Su Wanwan’s eyes brightened. She was getting another red envelope! Her grandparents really loved her.
She then saw old Mr. Huo get up and leave, quickly returning with a thick red envelope in his hand, which he placed in front of Fu Ziyang.
Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, “Ziyang, thank old Grandpa.”
Fu Ziyang opened his little mouth and solemnly said, “Thank you, old Grandpa.”
“Good boy.” Old Mr. Huo gazed at the sensible little fellow, unusually tender-hearted. His face smiled with kindness, the corners of his eyes even slightly moist.
“Old man,” old Mrs. Huo wore a stunned face, “What happened to you?”
Huo Jingshen coughed twice.
Old Mr. Huo sighed, gradually calming down, “Let’s eat.”
Su Wanwan didn’t notice the old man’s lapse, fixedly concentrating on eating her food.
How embarrassing.
She had just assumed that she had another red envelope, but it turned out it was for Fu Ziyang…
She felt a little foolish.
It’s a good thing she didn’t reach out to take it…
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After dinner, they unexpectedly started playing a children’s show on the living room TV.
“Ziyang, what kind of cartoon do you like to watch? Old Grandpa will change it for you.”
Fu Ziyang sat there, his chubby face expressionless.
He hadn’t watched these kind of idiotic children’s shows in a long time, okay?
But seeing the enthusiasm in the old man’s eyes, he curved his little mouth, adorably replying, “This cartoon is fine, thank you old Grandpa.”
“Such a good boy.”
Old Mrs. Huo sat nearby, couldn’t help but elbow her grandson, hinting with her eyes, “Look at your grandfather, he loves children so much. You should hurry up and give us a grandchild to play with, understand?”
Huo Jingshen looked at his grandmother, suddenly shouting, “KO.”
KO, who was initially lounging on the balcony outside, immediately ran in, shaking its head around old Mrs. Huo’s legs, circling about.
Then, she heard Huo Jingshen say, “Grandma, Wanwan is still in school, so a baby is out of the question right now. We can only raise a dog as our son.”
Old Mrs. Huo:
So?
“So, Grandma, you can regard KO as your great-grandson.” Huo Jingshen said, his face unchanged.
Old Mrs. Huo once again:
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After watching one episode of the cartoon, Huo Jingshen stands up, “Grandma, we’re going back.”
“This early? It’s only a little past eight.”
“Ziyang has class tomorrow.” Huo Jingshen pursed his lips, glancing at Su Wanwan sitting next to him, meaningfully adding, “Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy.”
The child is still growing, it’s indeed essential to go to bed and rise early. Old Mrs. Huo didn’t think too much of it.
After all, it’s more than half an hour’s journey from the courtyard to the villa.
Hearing that its owners were leaving, KO immediately stood up on the balcony, only to let out a frightened bark when its dog head peeked into the living room and alarmed Su Wanwan.
“Since Wanwan is so afraid of dogs, let’s leave KO behind.” Old Mrs. Huo suggested.
“Yes, yes!” Su Wanwan, holding onto Huo Jingshen, urgently said, “Let’s go, let’s go.”
KO:
Why do they have to treat a dog this way!
But before it could protest, the three actually left just like that.
KO looked at Mrs. Huo, let out a wretched howl…
“Weng Ying, come to the study, I have something to say to you.”
Old Mrs. Huo was lost, but seeing her husband’s serious face, she could only follow old Mr. Huo into the study.
KO stood alone on the balcony, for the first time it felt that since it came to China, life as a dog had become challenging.
At home it was disliked, and here, it was still disliked!
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Half an hour later, at the Imperial Court villa.
Once they were home, Su Wanwan ran upstairs, went into the bedroom, only to find that the man had followed her in, then closed the door.
The click echoed like a secret code, startling Su Wanwan.
“What are you doing? I… I have something to do.”
“What?” Huo Jingshen’s voice was deep.
Su Wanwan shrunk her shoulders, honestly answering, “Writing a reflection.”
The Dean of Students demanded it by tomorrow, 3,000 words, but she hadn’t written a single word yet.
Hearing the words “reflection,” Huo Jingshen’s expression turned serious, “Did you make another mistake at school?”
“Isn’t this all your fault!” Mentioning this, Su Wanwan felt a surge of anger, “You dropped me off at school, and a former high school classmate saw us. She thought I was being kept by an old man, always picking on me. Yesterday, I couldn’t take it anymore and gave her a good beating. Then, the Dean ordered both of us to write a 3,000-word reflection.”
Barely changing his expression after a while, Huo Jingshen asked, “What shape did you put her in?”
He had thought these recent days she had been behaving at school, apparently, he thought too much.
“Anyway, she didn’t die!”
Huo Jingshen once more:
“Would you help me write it, then!”
Su Wanwan’s eyes brightened suddenly, flattering him, “The English homework you helped me write last time was praised by the teacher! They said you write very well!”
Huo Jingshen squinted his black pupils, “Are you addicted to ordering me around?”
Did this girl become a little spoiled?
Su Wanwan’s face stiffened, “If you’re not writing, then don’t disturb me.”
After saying this, she pushed him away, only to be pulled back by Huo Jingshen.
“Write, write, write. After we’re done, I’ll help you write your homework..”