Chapter 526

e, your phone was off when I called and no one answered the door. I thought something might have happened to you and I was about to call the police." Fu Jing said as if joking, his lighthearted tone b...An hour ago, Fu Yan washed the fruit and carried the fruit platter back to the bedside. She had already restrained her emotions and wouldn't let Old Master Fu see anything.

"Grandpa, which one would you like to eat"

Fu Yan placed the fruit platter down.

Master Fu looked at her, his face momentarily clouded. "Yan Yan ah, when did you arrive"

Fu Yan felt her breath catch, but she forced a nonchalant smile. "I'll be there in a moment. I was just washing fruit."

The old man looked at her red hands with pity. "It's cold, isn't it Come here, grandpa has a hand warmer here, warm up."

Saying that, he gave the hand warmer to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan held the object in her hands, waves of warmth flowing from her palms to her heart. The emotions she had been suppressing surged uncontrollably once more. She turned her head and glanced out the window.

"You don't need to endure it, but also don't be sad. Grandfather has lived for eighty years or so, which is already very satisfying."

Fu Yan's face broke into a smile, "As expected, you saw through me. The older generation is still the best."

"That goes without saying," said Old Master Fu with a proud expression.

He sighed again, "But I'm really getting old and useless. This little problem has brought me down."

Fu Yan held the old man's hand, "Grandpa, I saw a funny joke today, let me tell you."

"Good." The old man perked up.

"If you were playing badminton with your boss and you ended up winning, and your boss said something like, 'You youngsters are still so good. I'm getting old and past my prime,' how would you respond in a high-EQ way"

Mr. Fu pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head. "The ones I thought of don't seem high-enough in EQ. Tell me how to answer!"

Fu Yan shook her head, suppressing a smile and said, "I don't remember how to answer with high emotional intelligence. I only remember one reckless answer."

Compared to high emotional intelligence, Old Master Fu was clearly more interested in that reckless answer. "Spit it out,"

Fu Yan's eyes sparkled. She said slowly, word by word: "It's not that you're no longer capable, it's that you're the one who is no longer capable."

"Hahahahahaha..." Old Master Fu burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he had to wipe tears from the corners of his eyes with his finger.

Fu Yan also laughed.

She tightened her grip on the old man's hand, "Grandpa, I heard Fu Hanlin say that you weren't in good health when you were young. You're doing very well now. If I could give you an award, you would definitely be the most courageous senior citizen."

"Good child," Old Master Fu said fondly as he patted her head.

He sighed, "Grandpa living to this age is really enough. If it wasn't for my wife wanting me to live a good life, I would have gone to join her already. But now I have so many illnesses, I'm worried she might think I didn't listen to her and live well. I'm worried she might be angry with me and ignore me."

She's hard to please.

Fu Yan listened quietly as he reminisced about the late Madam Fu.

She actually envies such a love that lasts until old age, a lifelong bond between two people. This is a kind of beauty that many people strive for their entire lives but can't achieve.

After a while, Old Master Fu patted Fu Yan's hand and said, "I have no more attachments to this world. The only regret I have is that I cannot see Hanlin get married."

Fu Yan lowered her eyes.

"Hanlin is a filial child, and he knows my regret all along. But he wants to marry the girl he has a crush on, and he won't settle for someone else just to make me feel at ease. Yan Yan, you are a good girl. I took to you at first sight, and I really want to adopt you as my goddaughter. But since Hanlin likes you, I have to give up that idea. If I can't have you as my granddaughter, would you consider becoming my daughter-in-law" us and go to the police station to make a record."Ho Mingzheng's pale face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, "She has nothing to do with this.""Mr. Huo, with so many eyes watching and the s...