Regarding Zhu Hongyu's grievance, Luo Ye was unmoved: "Grandpa Zhu sees you every day. If he actually takes an hour to seriously talk to you, wouldn't that be a big deal?"
"That's true." Zhu Hongyu thought for a moment and smiled, "Not to mention me, even my dad and uncle don't have many chances to seriously talk with Grandpa for an hour."
"An hour..." Luo Ye pondered for a while, moving closer to Zhu Hongyu, "Sister Zhu, can you give me a hint about what Grandpa Zhu plans to talk to me about?"
Zhu Hongyu spread her hands: "Do you think Grandpa would tell me?"
"No!" Luo Ye shook her head, then nodded, "It's possible he might hint at something. Sister Zhu, I do have some connections with Coach Yue."
Zhu Hongyu smirked: "Even if you had full connections, and if Yue Santie only listens to you, there's nothing I can reveal."
