Chapter 15 She Doesn't Want to Bear It Anymore

Wen Liang quickly spoke up to smooth things over and used the serving chopsticks to pick up some food for the old man, "Grandpa, try this sweet and sour eggplant. I made it myself. It was your favorite."

The old lady also echoed, "Look, Aliang remembers you. I'm almost jealous."

"Aliang is really filial," the old man picked up his chopsticks and nodded with a smile, "unlike some heartless people who always make Grandpa angry. I think they won't stop until Grandpa is pissed off to death."

The conscienceless Fu Zheng: "..."

"Grandpa, please don't say that. I will definitely live a hundred years."

Wen Liang's parents divorced when she was very young, and she was awarded to her father. To be more precise, her mother didn't want her, and in the years that followed, her mother never saw her once.

Because her father was busy with work, she lived with her grandparents in the countryside at first. However, a few years later, her grandparents passed away one after another, and she was taken in by her father.

When she was 16, her father passed away, and she was completely alone.

Until her grandparents took her in, gave her warmth, and gave her another home.

She didn't want to endure the pain of seeing her loved ones die one after another.

No one wants grandpa to be healthy and live a long life more than she does.

After the meal, except for Fu Zheng, the other three were particularly harmonious.

Wen Liang tried to find ways to make the old man and the old lady happy. They chatted with each other, smiling all the time, and looked like a real family.

The servants around him also said, "Since Miss Wen came, the old man is in much better spirits than before."

After dinner, Wen Liang played chess with the old man for a while.

Wen Liang's chess skills were taught by the old man step by step, and he improved rapidly. Even the old man himself did not dare to take it lightly, and he was extremely serious when playing chess.

"Grandpa, no! You're cheating!"

The old man regretted his move, and Wen Liang shouted in dissatisfaction. But upon closer inspection, there was a smile in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was pampering the old man.

"No, this doesn't count as regretting my move. I haven't even placed the piece yet." The old man confidently took the white piece back from the chessboard and placed it in another place.

"Sure, make sure here."

The old man glanced at Wen Liang, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "OK."

Wen Liang immediately dropped the black piece in his hand, "Hahaha, Grandpa, you lost!"

The old man's eyes widened. He hadn't expected to fall into Wen Liang's trap. He immediately took back the white piece and threw Wen Liang's black piece back into the box. "No, no, this doesn't count. I made a mistake. I made a mistake."

Fu Zheng, who was standing aside, looked at the energetic Wen Liang, then glanced at the old man who was playing tricks, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In front of his brothers, the old man always looked stern, and only in front of Wen Liang would he act like a child, willful and stubborn.

Suddenly, Wen Liang pointed at Fu Zheng and said, "Grandpa, he laughed at you."

The old man glanced over and the smile on Fu Zheng's face froze instantly.

"You little bastard, you still dare to laugh at me? Why don't you go and pour some water for me and Aliang? You just stand there like an idiot."

Fu Zheng: "..."

Fu Zheng went to pour them some water, and heard Wen Liang's unbridled laughter behind him.

Fu Zheng's face darkened.