Mr. Lu, Treat Me Like a Treasure

She was the Xu family’s designated eldest grandson’s daughter-in-law, but after a bitter broken engagement, the mysterious Lu family’s crown prince appeared. “The Xu family doesn’t want y...

Chapter 239 Her Place Part 2

Xia Lanying was worried that he was working too hard, so she watched him drink two bowls of soup before stopping.

She watched as Ziyang kept staring at the grandfather and grandson playing chess. Could it be that Ziyang was having second thoughts now?

It was only with great difficulty that we managed to get that old geezer to relent and stop forcing him to marry Ru Bao.

Moreover, Ru Bao was an abandoned baby he found somewhere, and she wasn't very old when he brought her back.

Xia Lanying certainly didn't want someone with no background or status to become the young mistress of the Xu family, as she wouldn't be able to help the Xu family in the slightest.

If you marry someone from a decent family, they don't have to be too rich, just someone of equal social standing. It would be good if they could help you out in the future.

"Ziyang, it's getting late, and you must be tired. Why don't you go and get some rest?"

Xu Ziyang watched as they continued playing chess, with neither his grandfather nor Ru Bao paying him any attention.

He nodded slightly, glanced at Ru Bao with reluctance, and then went upstairs.

Xu Rubao played three games of chess with her grandfather, and she won one of them.

However, seeing that it was getting late and Grandpa hadn't taken a bath yet, she couldn't let him continue like this.

Anyway, I'll still have time to spend with him tomorrow.

She didn't want to go anywhere; she just wanted to stay home and spend time with her grandfather.

Xu Jinnan was satisfied. Ah Bao could have won the third round, but she let him win by one word.

I guess this girl was trying to make this old man happy.

Of course, he was happy inside.

After all, he had taught her chess, and he was naturally happy that she had surpassed him.

Xia Lanying followed Xu Jinnan back to his room. She looked at the old man and saw how happy he was when he was playing chess with Ru Bao.

Seeing how lost and dejected he looked before, I thought he was possessed by an evil spirit, and I was planning to find a master to take a look at him tomorrow.

Now it seems that it is no longer needed.

A short while later, there was a knock on the door.

Who is it?

Could it be that brat Ru Bao, daring to disturb their rest at this hour?

"Grandma, it's me..."

Upon hearing that it was her beloved grandson, Xia Lanying quickly opened the door for him.

"Ziyang, what's wrong?"

Xu Ziyang glanced into the room and saw his grandfather holding clothes, preparing to take a bath.

"I want to find my grandfather..."

"Then come in. You can tell your grandfather anything you want to say. If anything happens, your grandmother will support you."

Xia Lanying always cherished her grandson the most, and basically granted his every request.

Xu Jinnan had no choice but to put down his clothes and sit down on a wooden chair.

"Ziyang, can't you handle the matter of the medicinal herb shop well?"

He's getting old, so he's handed over the business of the herbal medicine shop to his son and his wife.

Cheng Hai has become much more cautious in his work, and Zi Yang seems to be doing well too. He trusts them with his business and rarely interferes in the affairs himself.

"Grandpa, no, the herbal medicine shop is doing very well. I recently negotiated a new agency agreement with them."

"What is it?"

Xu Jinnan noticed that it was getting late, and seeing his hesitant manner, he couldn't figure out what he wanted to say to him.

Xu Ziyang took a deep breath, then clenched his fist and then let go.

"Grandpa, I've grown up now. I was just ignorant before and didn't know how to cherish things."

Hearing this, Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow. "Ziyang, what do you mean by that?"

"Ziyang, don't tell Grandma that you regret it and want your grandfather to make the decision so you can marry Rubao?"

Xia Lanying's voice became noticeably shrill when she said the last sentence. Is it true that the things we worry about most are bound to happen?