She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Grandpa believes in you. You are excellent and I don't need to worry about you."

"How are you getting along with your classmates and roommates?"

At this time, the old man is just an ordinary parent.

"There are only 24 students in the class and four roommates in the dormitory. They are all pretty good."

"One of them is from the imperial capital, and he's a friend of mine. What a coincidence."

"Another one is from Jiangnan, with a very good personality, and another one is from Northwest China, whose family is poor but she is very hardworking and ambitious."

Manshu told the old man bit by bit about his life at Imperial Capital University for the past month.

The old man listened in a disjointed manner, and began to discuss military training with Manshu with great interest. He also talked about when he first joined the army, and how the atmosphere there was very different from the current army.

Manshu also listened patiently to the old man reminiscing about the past and talking about the love between him and his grandmother.

She observed the old man carefully and found that there were tears and light in his eyes when he mentioned his grandmother.

Unfortunately, the accidents that happened to her two sons one after another were too much of a blow to her grandmother whom she had never met.

The old man was really tired and started to doze off after talking for a while.

Manshu frowned and looked at the old housekeeper: "Grandpa Rong, Grandpa is about to fall asleep, should we call him upstairs to sleep?"

"Miss, please go upstairs and rest first. I'm here with you, Master."

Manshu was a little worried, but she had some tinnitus and dizziness on the plane today and was indeed not feeling well.

"Then I'll go and rest first. If Grandpa asks about it later, please help me explain it."

"Go." The old butler waved at Manshu.

He went and got a blanket and covered the old man with it.

The air conditioner temperature in the living room was raised by one or two degrees, so that the old man would not catch a cold when he fell asleep.

Manshu went upstairs and entered her room. She found the room spotless. The quilt had just been made out and must have been dried in the sun. There was a smell of sunshine.

Did the old man know that she would go home during the National Day holiday?

No, he should be looking forward to her coming home, so he ordered the servants to clean her room and dry her quilts every now and then.

After taking a shower, Manshu lay down on the bed and called Yan Zhan.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Zhan's voice was metallic but warm: "Are you home?"

"I got home a long time ago. I had supper with grandpa and talked with him for a while. Now I just lay down after taking a bath."

"Then you go to bed early tonight. I'll finish my work tomorrow and go back in the evening."

Yan Zhan could still hear the sound of him typing on the keyboard, which meant he was still working overtime.

Manshu felt a little distressed: "Okay, Third Uncle, you should also go to bed early and don't stay up late. You used to go back to your room to sleep before ten o'clock."

Yan Zhan yawned on the other end. His sleep and rest schedule had been disrupted recently, and it was all due to Organization X.

However, it will be soon. Ever since he knew that the X organization's lair was on Saigon Island, he has been preparing for it.

"I'll try to be there as early as possible." That was all Yan Zhan could say.

He took another sip of coffee to stay alive.

Manshu said a few more words to him and then hung up the phone.

Manshu slept very well this time. After all, it was a familiar environment and no one would disturb her.

She woke up at 6:30 in the morning, so naturally she went to exercise right after getting up. The army's schedule was similar to her previous personal schedule, so there was actually no need to adjust.

Manshu was exercising, and the old man also got up, and the two of them practiced boxing together in their own yard.