Zhou Mo understood Han Chen's thoughts.
Han Chen's father is the youngest of his sons, and Han Chen is the youngest of his grandsons.
Grandpa Han Chen’s way of thinking is typical of a clan leader.
He especially loves the youngest in the family.
Even if the beloved youngest child makes a mistake, the punishment will be lighter than that of others.
Maybe his grandfather would soften his heart and compromise on this matter.
It is very difficult to have a disagreement with parents and try to convince them.
The inherent ideas of the older generation are deeply rooted.
The younger you are, the easier it is to accept other people's opinions and ideas. But the older you get, the more paranoid you become. You will only be paranoid in denying the opinions and ideas of others, especially those from younger people.
Zhou Mo could only pray that Han Chen's grandfather would not be so rigid in his thinking and give them a chance to persuade him.
The boss helped heat up the medicine and brought it over.
Zhou Mo looked at the dark and yellow Chinese medicine soup and fell into deep thought again.
Her illness undoubtedly added another difficulty to Han Chen's return to the Han family this time.
The Han family seemed to have quite high expectations regarding whether or not they could have children.
And she...
The reality cannot be changed. All she can do is to do what she can do now.
For example, drink the medicine obediently.
Han Chen quickly handed over the rock sugar and snow pear. After Zhou Mo finished drinking the medicine, he immediately took it and drank it in big gulps, trying to wash away the bitterness in his mouth.
"Can you... stop drinking peach juice?" Han Chen immediately added, "Don't you get tired of drinking peach juice all the time? Other juices taste good too."
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