Early the next morning, Baili Xia finished washing up and went downstairs to the side hall for breakfast.
When she arrived, she saw only the old man sitting alone in the main seat, with Feng Gang standing by his side.
"Old..." She initially wanted to call him "Sir," but the last time, the old man had said she should call him "Grandpa" like her brother did.
Actually, she didn't mind calling him Grandpa, because he really did care for her in the past.
Even now, although the old man's attitude towards her wasn't as good as before, Baili Xia could still feel in her heart that he cared about her.
After hesitating for a moment, she softly called, "Grandpa, good morning."
"You're up?" The old man looked up at Baili Xia and nodded gently at her.
Once Baili Xia sat down in an adjacent seat, he looked at the maid and softly said, "Serve the breakfast."
The maid acknowledged and withdrew to the kitchen to bring up breakfast.
