She was a poor woman from the slums.
And he was the all-powerful President.
Some people said the President was just having a temporary whim and that Shi Nian, the poor woman, would even...
Do you like drinking homemade wine?
Zhan Xiuchen poured a cup for both Grandpa Shi and him.
He raised his glass to toast with Grandpa Shi: "Grandpa, come on, drink!"
At this moment, all words are less important than this one sentence!
Grandpa Shi's face, which was as thin as a bean curd skin, instantly relaxed completely.
He repeatedly said, "Drink! Drink!"
Grandma Shi and Shi Nian don't drink alcohol, so they can only sit aside and watch.
Grandma Shi whispered to Shi Nian, "Nian, your grandpa is so happy, so very happy!"
Shi Nian glanced at Grandpa Shi.
Grandpa Shi's every wrinkle was filled with smiles.
Yes, Grandpa hasn't been this happy in a long time.
She could tell that her grandfather was still uneasy before asking Xiu Chen to have dinner.
The deep-seated inferiority complex among people in slums.
Afraid of being disliked.
But now, Grandpa's psychological burden has vanished.
Shi Nian glanced at Zhan Xiuchen again.
Isn't this man strange?
He clearly exudes an air of nobility.
Its noble and aloof qualities are natural, like a pine tree after a snowfall, attracting attention.
Yet, sitting at this dilapidated dining table drinking with my grandfather, I didn't feel out of place at all.
Shi Nian paused for a long time, then understood why.
Because in Zhan Xiuchen's eyes, there was no arrogance or contempt that the rich showed towards the poor.
He was only peaceful.
Only random.
That's why it doesn't feel out of place.
"Grandma, you should eat some vegetables too." Shi Nian picked up a piece of cured meat and put it in Grandma Shi's bowl.
This cured pork is homemade and smells incredibly delicious.
......
At the same time, a long line of police cars drove towards the slums.
They drove straight through what seemed like an empty field, arriving directly at Shi Nian's building.
The person sitting in the lead car was Wei Huafeng.
"squeak"
After a loud bang, the tires made a sound as they rubbed against the ground.
Wei Huafeng pushed open the car door, his voice coming through the walkie-talkie: "Everyone, get to the third floor! Arrest everyone inside! Take them all back to the police station!"
As he spoke, Wei Huafeng looked extremely smug and arrogant!
He recalled the day he ran to the slum hospital to apologize!
That was a disgrace to him!
Today, I can finally calm down!