Chapter 446 The Crown Prince's Little Darling 11
Through just a few words, Bo Yan seemed to see the pitiful little beggar with drooping eyes.
His mood became strange, as if he had also become depressed.
The boy attributed it to the charm of words.
It always manages to control human emotions without anyone noticing.
(They'll get used to it.)
He thought for a moment, then added: (You can continue.)
Song Jinhuan was flattered and surprised. (You're not angry with me?)
Boy: (No need.)
(^V^Ayan is so nice~)
Bo Yan's gaze lingered on the form of address, a slight smile playing on his lips. (Ah Yan?)
(That's what I heard your grandfather call him.)
(Can't I?)
Bo Yan secretly exhaled a breath and replied slowly but firmly: (Okay.)
(^V^ Ah Yan has been busy all morning, time for lunch!)
Bo Yan opened the settings, found the input method, and there was a record of chat numbers for the day.
It contains only a little over two thousand characters.
That's a bit too little.
He immediately called his grandfather back, called him "Grandpa," and added, "Remember to reply."
Old Master Bo: "Was that girl frightened?"
Bo Yan lowered his eyelids slightly: "Mm."
Old Master Bo chuckled twice, "You weren't just coaxing a young girl, were you?"
The old man was just saying it casually, but Bo Yan took it to heart.
I guess you could call it coaxing?
Her emoticons are overflowing with happiness.
She's really easy to coax.
Bo Yan responded with a low "hmm".
Grandpa Bo immediately became excited: "Don't worry, Ayan, Grandpa won't hold you back!"
"Back in the day, I was pursuing your grandma..."
The old man would recount his love story every year on family reunion night.
Everyone is already very familiar with it.
Bo Yan hung up the phone decisively.
This story could go on for at least half an hour.
While Bo Yan was having dinner, Song Jinhuan received a reply from the old man.
Grandpa: [I didn't know you were Ayan's friend earlier. I was a bit serious because I was worried Ayan might be in danger. Hope you're not mad at me, little one?]
Ayan: [Of course not! I'm sorry for bothering you and causing you unnecessary fright!]
Grandpa: [It's okay, relax. Is Ayan good to you?]
Ayan: [Great! He's gone to eat now. If you need anything, I'll remind him later.]
Grandpa: [No need, it's nothing. I'm getting old, and it's just a little lonely being home alone.]
Ayan: [He can go back to be with you during summer vacation.]
Grandpa: [Sigh, he's not coming back.]
...
So when Bo Yan returned after dinner, he discovered through the chat history that the old man was pretending to be pitiful.
The little beggar listened with sympathy and comfort, his emoticons all crying.
Bo Yan couldn't help but scoff. He spends his days fishing and playing chess with people, and he has two five- or six-year-old grandchildren to keep him company. How can he be lonely?
They only fool little beggars.
He clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. How could a little beggar be so easily fooled?
Sending out concern indiscriminately is not a good thing.
(A little beggar?)
(╯﹏╰Waaah, poor Ayan's grandpa~)
Song Jinhuan was very depressed after her brief conversation with the old man.
An image of an old man with white hair, huddled in a cold corner amidst the bleak weather, trying to hug himself and ward off the gusts of cold wind, had already appeared in her mind.
It's absolutely heartbreaking!
Bo Yan's forehead twitched slightly, and the pads of his fingers holding the phone turned white from gripping it so tightly.
What exactly did the old man mean by "not holding anyone back"?
(The Bo family is very wealthy; instead of pitying them, you should pity yourself first.)
(You can't even get anything to eat.)
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