...

"Boss Xiaobai."

Aunt Fang wiped her hands on her apron, "You're here at the right time."

"I just prepared supper."

"Just going up and ask Mr. Bai to come down and have a meal."

...

"I'll go."

Boss Bai strode up the stairs.

...

Mr. Bai was not on the balcony.

As the dusk was gathering, a little coolness gradually appeared in the afterglow of yellow.

The old man is weak and can easily catch a cold if he stays on the balcony and blows the air during the day.

...

Mr. Bai looked up at the man walking into the room, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretching.

"Xiao Rong, you are here."

"grandfather."

Boss Bai walked to the old man and said, "Dinner is ready."

"Let's have a meal next time."

"good."

The old man slowly got up.

"Let's go, it's been a long time since our grandfather and grandson had eaten together."

"If you have anything to say after dinner."

...

The elderly eat slowly, but they eat less.

After a while, the old man put down his chopsticks.

Watching his grandson having dinner.

......

Seeing this, Boss Bai accelerated his eating speed.

The old man shook his head, "Eat slowly, eat more."

"Don't hurry."

“So many dishes.”

...

"Grandpa, I'm full."

Boss Bai put down his chopsticks.

Mr. Bai frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Why do you eat this little?"

"You guys just keep in mind the problem, right?"

Boss Bai sneered.

Because Mr. Bai is telling the truth.

However, he had been puzzled for so long, and the answer was right in front of him. How could he not be in a hurry?

...

"You."

The old man walked towards the door with his hands behind his back.

"Please take a walk in the garden with me."

...

Boss Bai put the coat that Aunt Fang brought to the old man.

The old man curled his lips, "Why is it so expensive?"

Boss Bai smiled and said, "Grandpa, you should pay attention to what you should pay attention to."

...

The old man complained, but his eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.

How could he be unhappy if his grandson cares about him?

...

The garden at night has a different beauty than the daytime.

A faint fragrance of flowers floats in the air.

The person who smelled it couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

...

"Ask."

The old man walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

On his raised face, the slightly narrowed eyes reflected the projection of the moon above.

"I think you feel uncomfortable, too."

...

Boss Bai sneered,

"grandfather."

"What did you talk to Master Xiao just now?"

...

"Master Xiao?"

Just when Boss Bai was about to explain, he saw the old man nodding as if he had accepted the title.

Now Boss Bai feels a little concerned.

"Grandpa, why don't you think you call Master Xiao at all?"

......

"If I hadn't had the conversation with Xiao Xiao before, I would have wondered about this title."

The old man smiled.

After all, a young man is called a master or a man who is so much older than him.

Most people are a little curious.

......

"Grandpa, what did you talk about?"

Boss Bai found out that the problem was still back to the original one.

......

"What did you talk about..."

The old man showed emotion.

He did not hide from his grandson.

Xiao Xiao’s friend was brought by his grandson.

In this regard, grandson is his lucky star.

The grandson brought Xiao Xiao’s friend over here with doubts.

He knew how uncomfortable it was to doubt in his heart.

"You didn't ask Xiao Xiao?"

The words I was about to say changed because the inspiration flashed in my mind.

The grandson sent Xiao Xiao’s friend back.
Chapter completed!