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nChapter 51: My Poor Grandson (1)

nTranslator: 549690339

nIt was a voice message.

nChi Wei paused and lowered her volume.

nIn the next second, the old man’s cries came through the loudspeaker.

nShe cried so sorrowfully that it was almost touching. There was even a hint of despair and heartbreak. When she cried to the deepest part of her heart, she did not forget to sniffle, as if there was nothing worth staying in this world for.

nChi Wei:

nChi Wei slowly typed a question mark in the dialog box.

nImmediately after, Fu Xingyun’s voice message came again. Although the crying voice stopped, the faint sobbing tone in the old voice could not be hidden. “Weiwei, my poor grandson. He’s so young, but he’s in such a state.

nWhat should I do?”

nThis time, Chi Wei finally heard an important piece of news:Something happened to Fu Shiyan, and it seemed to be a big deal.

nThinking of this, Chi Wei pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, “”My condolences?”

nFu Xingyun, who was pinching his thigh and trying to make himself cry more sincerely, said, ‘I ! ! !

n“Bah!” Fu Xingyun was stunned for half a minute before he came back to his senses.

nCould it be that he had already acted?

nNo matter what!

n“Weiwei, you don’t know. Little Yan is too pitiful. He’s alone in Rong city and is unfamiliar with the people and the place …” Fu Xingyun naturally came prepared. He picked up the manuscript prepared in advance by the coffee table and began to read it with emotion.

nChi Wei had already walked into the room. When she heard this, she closed the door and listened to Fu Xingyun cry patiently.

nAfter all, people always needed someone to confide in when they were in great sorrow.

n“Please continue.” In order not to make Fu Xingyun feel that she was cold, Chi Wei pulled out a chair and sat down. She spoke again to show that she was listening.

nFu Xingyun continued obediently, “Weiwei, you know that Little Yan is…” His culinary skills are excellent.”

nFu Xingyun paused for a moment when he was halfway through. He couldn’t think of any good qualities his grandson could have, let alone something that could attract Chi Wei.

nHowever, his grandson had to be praised even if he had to kneel down. He could only start with his cooking skills.

nAs expected, Chi Wei did not refute and nodded in agreement. ‘”‘Little Yan’s culinary skills are indeed very good.”

nHearing this, Fu Xingyun’s originally uneasy heart instantly calmed down a lot. He nodded repeatedly. “Then Weiwei, can you go and see him on account that he still needs it?”

nThere was a hint of inquiry in his words. “Wei Wei

nChi Wei was speechless.

nChi Wei paused, listening to Fu Xingyun’s deep and sorrowful tone. She still could not guess what had happened to Fu Shiyan. “Little Yan, he…’

n“Little Yan has caught a cold and he’s on his last breath. He’s just waiting for Weiwei to go see him. Let’s go see him, shall we?” Fu Xingyun quickly added, his tone becoming more and more serious, without any guilt at all.

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nA cold and on her last breath?

nEven Chi Wei couldn’t help but reveal a hint of confusion in her eyes. Following that, her expression became much more solemn. After thinking seriously for a moment, she finally spoke in bewilderment, “”An ordinary cold wouldn’t be so serious.”

n“Could it be that Little Yan has caught the flu?”

nFu Xingyun, who was about to continue acting pitiful, said,

nGrandpa really just wanted to make things worse and trick you into going over!

nHowever, the words had already been said, and there was no reason to change them..

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