Chapter 12 Losing his granddaughter-in-law, he won't forgive him.

"uncomfortable?"

When he received the call, Shang Shiyan had just returned from handling some business in Nanzhou.

Hearing her strong, resonant voice, he calmly smiled and asked, "Are you sure you're not feeling well?"

"Oh? It could be your grandfather too."

The old lady, caught lying, was guilty but still assertive: "No matter who's sick, you have to be back at the manor by six o'clock today."

"otherwise--"

The old lady resorted to her usual tactic of severing ties, threatening, "Don't call me grandma anymore."

"Beep beep beep—"

Before the old lady could find out what was going on, she had already hung up the phone.

Shang Shiyan pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head helplessly.

The old lady is becoming more and more childlike as she gets older.

"Call Aunt Wang."

Shang Shiyan played with the mango candy he brought back from Nanzhou and gave instructions.

"yes."

Feng Xing quickly ascertained the truth: "Master, the old man's benefactor will be coming to the house at six o'clock this afternoon. The old lady would like you to accompany him."

Something did happen.

He is 27 this year, not 72.

The old lady lacked confidence in her grandson, fearing he wouldn't be able to find a wife.

"Notify senior management to hold a meeting."

Shang Shiyan put the candy into his suit pocket, his cool eyebrows slightly lowered, exuding an aloof aura: "Tell Grandma I'll be back later."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Prepare a thank-you gift for them."

Even if the person is not present, the proper etiquette must still be observed.

"yes."

Feng Xing responded immediately and went to handle it.

"Master, this is Miss Pei's information."

Feng Zhili took out a personal file from the bag and handed it over with both hands.

Pei Jinwu, eighteen years old.

She became an orphan at the age of three and was adopted by the Shen family.

Because of his eccentric behavior, immoral character, and chaotic private life.

At the age of eighteen, he was kicked out of the Shen family.

He is currently staying with relatives in the Mengjiao slum.

He had poor grades and was expelled from school in his second year of high school for skipping classes and getting into a fight, and had to take a break from school for more than a year.

Two days ago, I re-enrolled in Huagao High School.

Details of his chaotic private life, truancy, and fighting are attached below.

This information.

Taken out on its own, it's enough to make one's eyes go black.

"Seducing her sister's boyfriend..."

Shang Shiyan stopped flipping through the pages and his gaze fell on his sister's boyfriend's photo.

"Oh."

The man's handsome face was expressionless, but his eyes held a chilling aura as he gave a mocking laugh.

The little girl is just young; she's not blind.

besides--

So ignorant and incompetent, yet he can spot the problem with the fuel tank at a glance?

Living in a slum and driving a million-dollar modified electric scooter?

As for fighting.

With her lazy and aloof demeanor, she wouldn't make a move unless provoked first.

Fighting and brawling, ignorant and incompetent.

Why doesn't he believe it!

"hiss--"

Feeling bored, Shang Shiyan tore up the file and tossed it into the trash can, his voice icy: "Two days, and you're showing me this garbage?"

"Reporting to Master, we indeed cannot find anything," Feng Zhi replied.

That's really strange!

Very little information can be found about Miss Pei.

The few comments she left all spoke ill of her.

Her records from the Taoist temple over the past ten years seem to have been deliberately erased.

They all remained silent when investigated.

He even doubted whether she was living a normal life on Earth.

"Master, should we involve the hacker group?"

Feng Zhi asked cautiously.

The S Alliance's hacker group gathers the world's top computer talents.

They can trace your ancestors back eighteen generations.

Not to mention checking on an 18-year-old girl.

"Need not."

Shang Shiyan's gaze deepened, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips, but a keen interest shone in his eyes.

Everyone has privacy and secrets; there's no need to investigate thoroughly.

The little girl had her reasons for not wanting others to know.

He must respect her.

Perhaps in the near future, I will be willing to tell myself this.

——

suburbs.

Pei Jinwu stood there blankly, the old lady's words echoing in her mind.

"My family lives on a small farm in the suburbs."

What comes into view is a Chinese-style manor with a building area of ​​over a thousand square meters, with babbling streams and lush greenery.

It's as beautiful as a paradise.

Judging by the price, it's at least a dozen small targets.

She calls this place "the little farm"?

Just then.

The old lady walked up with a smile and warmly took her hand: "Miracle Doctor, you've come?"

"Greetings, Madam."

Pei Jinwu nodded slightly, obedient and polite.

"What madam? Don't be so formal!"

The old lady looked at the girl wearing a hoodie, with her hair down to her shoulders and a fair and delicate face, and was overjoyed: "Just like my grandson, you can call me grandma."

Um?

Should I call him after your grandson?

Pei Jinwu was a little confused by this relationship.

"My husband said he felt unwell this morning."

The old lady pulled Pei Jinwu inside, blatantly lying, "It might take a little longer today, we need to take a look at him!"

"Can."

For those who practice medicine, saving lives and healing the wounded is their duty. Moreover...

The old man and woman were about the same age as my grandfather.

Seeing them always reminds her of her grandfather.

——

Inside the room.

The old man lay in bed pretending to be sick, watching his wife's eyes to see what she was doing.

He coughs every now and then, and he's quite the actor.

While Pei Jinwu's fingers were resting on the old man's pulse, he carefully felt it.

"Thank you so much, little girl."

The old man looked at the well-behaved girl and was quite satisfied.

No wonder the old woman said that.

He found them more pleasing to the eye than those "affected" socialites and heiresses.

"You're welcome."

Pei Jinwu smiled slightly, her gaze falling on the old man's face.

Suddenly, a sense of familiarity washed over me.

Last time, she felt that the old man resembled a certain person.

But I just can't remember.

——

"Where is Shang Shiyan?"

While Pei Jinwu was taking her pulse, the old lady ran outside.

"Forehead."

Wang Ma replied with some difficulty, "The eldest young master just called to say that the conglomerate has an emergency meeting and he can't come back for the time being."

"You bastard!"

The old lady was furious and exasperated: "Such a good granddaughter-in-law! If she dares to lose her, I'll never forgive her!"

"Keep calling him!"

When I returned to the room, the examination was already over.

"Miracle doctor, is my husband's illness a bit serious?"

The old lady stood behind Pei Jinwu, craning her neck and asking nervously, "Why don't you stay tonight and give him a good acupuncture treatment?"

The old man's eyes widened: "..."

Getting pricked everywhere will only hurt me.

"It's nothing serious, just need to rest and recover."

Pei Jinwu was amused. She disinfected the silver needles, put them in the box, and explained softly.

After taking her medicine, it would be difficult to have any problems.

"No major problems?"

The old lady frowned, looking very disappointed, and muttered to herself, "How can there be no problem?"

"Miracle doctor, would you like to take another look at him?"

"Or you could let me take a look." The old lady clutched her chest. "I feel a pain in my heart."

"Grandma, your heart is on the left side."

Pei Jinwu couldn't help but look up, her expression quite complicated: "You're covering... the right side."

"besides."

She added, "You sound perfectly healthy; you don't need any tests."

"Is that so?"

The old lady's lips twitched, and she gave an awkward smile.

This departure.

I doubt we'll have many chances to meet again.

The old lady decided to give her good-for-nothing grandson a try.

"Miss Healer, do you have a boyfriend?"

——

good evening.