In fact, He Jiahui's grandfather didn't like his granddaughter very much. She was arrogant and willful, and he didn't know whose genes she inherited. She was shameless and would go straight to her house whenever she met that kid named Luo Yuchen.
He has no sense of shame at all.
However, after all, she is her own granddaughter, and He Jiahui's grandfather is not a patriarchal person and often reminds her.
However, no matter what he reminded He Jiahui, she didn't listen. Later, her grandfather didn't bother to care about her anymore. He just turned a blind eye and let her do whatever she wanted.
Anyway, what He Jiahui lost was not his old face.
At this time, hearing the noisy dissatisfaction of his granddaughter, He Jiahui's grandfather waved his hand and stood up with a cane. He did not want to hear He Jiahui's complaints at all, but He Jiahui also stood up and blocked her grandfather's way reluctantly.
"Grandpa! You haven't answered me yet! What do you think is good about her? Why does she deserve it!"
He Jiahui never thought that her picky grandfather would one day point at a woman he had just met and say she was very good!
This was simply unbearable to her, and she couldn't imagine that her perfectionist grandfather would praise her love rival so much!
She had to listen carefully to what good things she had. Anyway, whatever her grandfather thought was good about her, she would destroy it!
Oh, no... what she should destroy is everything about this bitch!
He Jiahui's grandfather shook his head, completely disappointed with his granddaughter.
"At least, this girl knows respect and appreciation. Based on these two points, she is much better than you."
"You are indeed not as good as her."
After grandpa finished speaking, he waved away He Jiahui's hand and went downstairs without looking back.
He Jiahui stood there blankly for a long time, then suddenly grabbed the cups and plates on the table and threw them onto the sandalwood floor.
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Zixin stood on tiptoes and carefully stepped on the sandalwood floor. She felt that it was warm and cool under her feet. The floor seemed to have a little warmth. It was not like the tiles or marble floors that people often lay outside. It only felt warm when she stepped on it.
I feel downright cold.
Zi Xin was pondering for fun downstairs when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking cups upstairs. He subconsciously raised his head and saw an old man over seventy years old on the spiral staircase that was also made of sandalwood.
He walked down slowly with a cane.
"Hello, grandpa, are you the owner of this cafe?"
Seeing that the old man was trembling as he walked, Zi Xin hurriedly ran over with bare feet and slowly helped him down the stairs.
Although Zixin rejects men, he only targets young adults. He still respects the elderly and loves the young for children and the elderly.
After helping the old man to sit down on the sofa downstairs, Zi Xin asked, "Grandpa, I was brought here. Is there a young lady of my age here?"
He Jiahui's grandfather already had a good impression of Bai Zixin. Now seeing her cute and polite appearance, he immediately fell in love with her even more, and he could not help but compare her with his granddaughter.
Compared with her, my granddaughter... is really hopeless!
Why did he think that all the girls raised by other families were very well-behaved, but his own granddaughter was always making troubles for no reason. If something went wrong at the slightest moment, she would pick up things and throw them to the ground like she did just now!