"It's not that. Hate is the opposite of love, and without love, there is naturally no hate!"
Bai Luoyu chuckled: "From the very first day you arrived at the Bai family, it seems this family has never truly welcomed you."
At this point, Bai Luoyu glanced at Bai Qianmo and said, "I want to apologize for my previous attitude. I hope it's not too late!"
Bai Qianmo slowly turned her head to look at Bai Luoyu: "Actually, I didn't take you too seriously!"
Bai Luoyu: "..."
So, in her eyes, I'm not even someone important?
*
After chatting with Bai Luoyu for a while, Bai Qianmo returned to the old man's room, where Xu Hualan and Bai Yitang were serving him by the bedside.
The old man leaned against the soft pillow, but he wasn't asleep.
"Hua Lan, take Yi Tang out first."
Xu Hualan nodded and led Bai Yitang out of the room.
Old Bai's deep and powerful gaze fell on Bai Qianmo, and he gently beckoned.
"Grandpa! I'm sorry." Bai Qianmo walked to the bedside, her usually calm face now showing deep remorse.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's Grandpa who failed to protect you. He even caused you so much suffering today. You won't blame Grandpa, will you?"
Bai Qianmo quickly shook her head: "Of course not, Grandpa, you truly love me."
Old Bai chuckled in a deep voice: "Today's commotion has some value. Your muddle-headed father has finally thought of making a will. I was worried that if I suddenly closed my eyes one day, Han Songyan and Bai Xiruo would tamper with the family property. Today, it can be considered a blessing in disguise."
Hearing Bai Lao's words, Bai Qianmo suddenly felt a pang of sadness: "You're still in good health, don't think about these things all the time. Don't worry about things over there anymore. Don't worry, your granddaughter isn't so easily bullied."
Old Bai chuckled twice: "That's true, my granddaughter is so amazing."
"Although Grandpa knows that you don't actually lack the Bai family's wealth, you must hold onto what belongs to you, otherwise it will all benefit outsiders in the future."
“I understand, Grandpa. It’s almost midnight. I heard from Aunt that you’ve been staying up late to watch opera lately. You must break this bad habit.” Bai Qianmo picked up the remote control from the bed.
"This will be confiscated for now. The TV in the room cannot be turned on for the time being. You can watch it again when your sleep has improved."
"You little brat, you're even more controlling than your grandma was when she was alive." Although he was scolding her, the old man still obediently lay down.
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