"No, Grandpa's body isn't suitable for a massage right now." Lan Xin Ai stopped Lan Ruowei.
"Alright, then I'll peel fruit for Grandpa."
Lan Ruowei picked up an apple.
"Grandpa, I'll turn on the TV for you."
Lan Xin Ai took out the remote control and found Grandpa Lan's favorite TV show.
"My two granddaughters are the most filial." Grandpa Lan said with joy.
"Then Grandpa must get well quickly."
Lan Xin Ai chuckled. Just as she finished speaking, the door to the ward opened, and a tall man walked in, dressed casually with sunglasses and a mask hiding his face thoroughly.
"Who are you?" The words stuck in Lan Ruowei's throat as she recognized the man vividly. She immediately walked over and glared at him, "Why are you here?"
She didn't expect Shen Yibei to show up; wasn't he supposed to be in Denmark?
The man's face blackened further with anger at her words, wondering what she meant by such disdain.
"Grandpa is sick, I ought to come and see him." Shen Yibei snorted softly.
