How could the old man not know the resentment his eldest grandson harbored towards his youngest grandson's mother?
That's why this question was asked.
Gao Dan paused, then shook his head:
"No need!"
In fact, there is no need for me to take action now. Zhao Lan has already ruined herself, so why bother to do anything more?
The old man was secretly relieved. As people get older, they still hope that everyone in the family can live in harmony. If his eldest grandson really made a move, his relationship with his youngest grandson would inevitably deteriorate to an irreconcilable point.
This is something the old man absolutely does not want to see.
Having gotten the answer he wanted, the old man didn't say anything more. What if saying too much had the opposite effect?
"Alright, you two, especially you, better treat my precious great-grandson well. If I hear him complaining again, this old man will come and deal with you personally!"
Don't think that no one in this world can really deal with you. The old man is still alive. If you want to be completely rampant, you'll have to wait until the old man dies.
Threatened and intimidated by his own grandfather, Gao Dan glared at the little man again before responding to the old man on the other end of the phone:
"knew."
Anyway, they always agree very readily.
The grandfather and grandson finally ended their phone call, and the little guy peeked out, ready to slip away. But he had only taken two steps when his father grabbed him by the back of his collar like a chick.
"Now you know fear?"
cough.
The little guy, held in mid-air, twisted his neck, and only answered softly after he felt better:
"Dad, why should I be afraid?" he retorted.
Gao Dan turned the little guy around, so the father and son faced each other, their four eyes staring at each other.
"What do you think? You tattletale!"
The little man understood perfectly well that the name "tattling freak" didn't carry a good connotation, and shook his head repeatedly:
"Dad, I'm not a tattletale!" she said, somewhat sullenly.
Gao Dan released his grip, and the little figure landed steadily on the ground before speaking:
"If you're not that person, then who are you?"
Otherwise, how would the old man know about the situation here, given how far away he is? Besides, it seems that this kid himself said he was going to complain to his great-grandfather, right?
What, are you going to deny it now?
Ha, it's not that easy.
Once words are spoken, they are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back. Do you understand?
The little dumpling's face immediately changed, looking very conflicted. Well, it was probably struggling with how to get rid of the suspicion of being a tattletale!
Fortunately, the knocking on the office door sounded again, and then Ye Wanying appeared in the doorway.
Immediately, the little guy threw himself into his mother's arms:
"Mommy, Mommy~"
Ye Wanying looked at a certain man with suspicion, her eyes conveying a clear meaning: What are you two up to now?
The man shook his head. This kid was probably planning to renege on his promise, so he decided to ignore him.
"Did Gu Yujin cry to you?" I asked.
Hearing this, Ye Wanying found it somewhat amusing:
"No."
How can that be considered a lament?
Gu Yujin isn't a child; he's more like your son now, except he cries and complains from time to time.
Gao Dan sat back down in his chair and waved to his young wife.
Ye Wanying took her precious son's hand and walked over. As soon as she took him, the man pressed her down onto the desk and made her sit down.
"Are you planning to get involved?"
It's not just a doubt, it's practically a certainty.
Despite her seemingly aloof and reserved appearance, the young wife is always very warm and caring towards those around her.
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