Luo Qianqian didn't know these. Under the guidance of Zhang Ye, who had just finished his work, she followed him to the Zhang family home.
Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Zhang couldn't contain their excitement the moment they saw Luo Qianqian: "Qhianqhian's here, come in, come in."
Grandson Zhang Ye suspected he was adopted.
He had never seen his grandpa act like this towards him in all these years!
"Grandpa Zhang," Luo Qianqian smiled, holding Old Master Zhang's hand, and sat down, "How is Grandma Zhang?"
"Your Grandma Zhang just fell asleep. Wait until she wakes up, then you two can chat." Old Master Zhang's eyes squinted together in delight, "You, child, just said you'd come, and you're here without a word, without visiting us. What? Is the Luo Family so powerful that you don't consider this old man your grandpa?" He put on a stern face, but there was a playful smile that couldn't be hidden. It didn't look like a scold at all.
