The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Ye Suhan was slightly startled, then a little aggrieved.

But she still stopped obediently, tried her best to smile and nodded, "Okay, Mr. He."

The door is closed.

Ye Suhan couldn't help but gently raise his hand and put it on the door. It was the place where He Ting had just placed his hand, as if there was still a trace of residual warmth.

She couldn't help but feel a little distressed and disappointed.

Brother He Ting, our relationship is like this door. What should I do to get to your side?

And inside the door.

He Ting sat quietly in front of the hospital bed.

Although Old Mrs. He, who was sleeping peacefully, was well-maintained, she was almost 70 years old after all. When she closed her eyes, her wrinkles seemed to have slackened with fatigue, and her gray hair actually looked a bit aged.

She has sacrificed so much in her life for this family.

It is precisely because of this that he always wants to present what he thinks is best in front of him and his sister.

However, everyone is independent, with their own likes and dislikes, as well as their own yearnings and choices. How can it be possible to keep everything in mind?

"What are you doing here?"

Mrs. He suddenly opened her eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling.

Elderly people sleep very lightly. Although the sound of the door just now was light enough, she still woke up.

However, she expected her grandson to say something.

Unexpectedly, he sat in silence like this.

"grandmother."

He Ting was not surprised that she woke up suddenly. He just smiled lightly and said, "I made swallow fish soup for you, as well as sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

These are Mrs. He's two favorite foods.

Not only He Ting, but also He Jin, they have learned to do it with their own hands since they were very young.

"Humph."

After all, the hospital's food was mediocre, and Mrs. He couldn't get used to it.

However, even if her grandson takes the initiative to provide steps, she can't just follow them down quickly, it's too shameful!

And He Ting opened Zitan's snack box.

On the first floor is an extremely delicate blue glass cup, and you can vaguely see the thick but not stagnant, delicate and smooth soup inside. On the other floor is a brown crystal dish carved with osmanthus branches, with clear dishes on it. Each of the lovely yellow osmanthus cakes is in the shape of an osmanthus flower.

They are all valuable old objects.

'Gu'——

The sweet and crisp aroma was gently fanned out by He Ting with his hand, and Mrs. He's stomach immediately protested.

So, she couldn't help but hum again and turned to look at the window.

"Eat some."

He Ting just pretended not to hear, took out the small glass cup, filled a spoonful with the same glass spoon, and brought it to Mrs. He's mouth.

At such an age, with such meticulous care from a grandson, no old man can remain reserved for too long, and the same is true for Mrs. He.

She opened her mouth to drink the swallow fish soup, and the soft and smooth taste seemed to comfort her mood.

He Ting asked, "Does it taste good?"

"Delicious."

She looked at her grandson again, sighed softly and her voice softened, her eyes were pleased but a little sad, "How can my grandson's food not taste good?"

Before she could, she had a granddaughter who would also make it for her.

"Then drink more."

He Ting took another spoonful and brought it to her mouth.

The grandfather and grandson both had a surprisingly tacit understanding and did not mention anything that would create a bad atmosphere in this extremely warm moment.

Soon, a small cup of swallow fish soup was eaten by Mrs. He. By the way, she also ate two pieces of osmanthus cakes. The tender pastry accompanied the sweet osmanthus filling, which made her feel instantly sweet. To the bottom of my heart.

"already ate."

Seeing He Ting pick up another piece of osmanthus cake, Mrs. He smiled slightly and shook her head.

At this moment, she was in a really good mood.

So she wanted to take advantage of this moment to strike while the iron was hot. She tried her best to soften her tone and said with sincerity, "Xiao Ting, grandma is old. She doesn't want to be unhappy with you even for a second. She just wants to watch you be good." Yes, you see that Su Han has been taking care of me these days. You should be able to understand that she is really a very good girl. She will definitely become a good wife in the future. She will take care of you in every detail. I will also feel at ease.”

He Ting's dark eyes darkened, "Grandma, I already have a girl I like."

"Have……"

Mrs. He was stunned for a moment and was a little surprised. Su Han actually got it right?

But he didn't know where he had been for the past four years. How long had he been back now, and he actually had someone he liked?

Could it be that we really met outside?

Thinking of this, she quickly tried to stabilize her mind and asked, "When did we meet? Where is your home? What about your family?"

"About two months ago, my home belonged to Hancheng."

He Ting's eyes were extremely serious, and there was even a hint of seriousness in his eyes, "The family background is ordinary, but she is extraordinary."

Mrs. He was surprised again, more than two months?

That means we just met not long after we came back?

But when she heard that her family background was ordinary, Mrs. He shook her head very decisively, but she still understood that being tough could no longer solve the problem, so she tried her best to persuade patiently, "Xiao Ting, a girl who is too ordinary is not suitable for our family. Because the training, social interaction, and circle they received since childhood are far from being exposed to this level, and they can't complement each other standing next to you."

"But Su Han is different. Both her family background and her own qualities are influenced by the Ye family's own heritage. She is gentle and considerate. She will never lose her temper no matter what the occasion. This is something that ordinary girls cannot achieve in their lives. Yes, what do you think?"

"I don't need or like pampered flowers."

He Ting shook his head very indifferently, "Grandma, no matter who you choose, it will be me who spends your life with him. Only I know what I want. Please stop giving wrong hopes, so as not to delay that Ye Miss."

How could there be any discussion on this matter?

Mrs. He couldn't help but become a little anxious again, and her voice volume increased several times, "What is false hope! Grandma's wholehearted consideration for you has gone wrong, right?"

"You are right, but I will never marry Ye Suhan."

He Ting's expression was calm, but he did not allow any comment, "If you really like her, you can adopt her as your step-granddaughter, and it will be the same if you look at her every day."

"You! Can this be the same!"

Mrs. He finally got mad. She grabbed the pillow and wanted to throw it away, but she dropped it hard. "You are determined to make me angry to death!"

"You are the one who is angry with yourself."

He Ting stood up and packed the food box without haste, but suddenly the conversation changed and he asked, "How about eating lotus seed and lily soup with crystal cake tomorrow?"

"I will not eat!"

Mrs. He was so angry at his attitude that her hands began to tremble.

However, He Ting nodded silently as if he couldn't hear her at all, and said in a leisurely tone, "Well, it's settled happily then."

Then he turned around and went out with the food box in hand, and added thoughtfully, "Good night, grandma."

"roll!!!"