“Grandma, aren’t you staying here tonight?”


    The olddy came and stayed for two nights. Zhan Yue was reluctant to let his grandmother leave and wanted her to stay with him so that he could fulfill his filial duty and also have his grandmother teach him how to please girls.


    “I’m not staying here. I won’t be needed for the next couple of days. I need to go back and spend some quality time with my great-granddaughter. She’s so adorable.”


    Zhan Yue had no choice but to get up and see his grandmother and sister-inw out of the house.


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    When Zhan Yue was little, he often asked his mother why she didn’t give birth to him as a girl, saying that if he were a girl, his grandmother would definitely love him the most.


    It left his mother both amused and exasperated.


    His mother said she always wished he were a girl, but unfortunately he’s a boy.


    My mom had four children, and all four were sons.


    The Four Heavenly Kings.


    In her mother’s words, it was fortunate that her brothers were filial and well-educated; otherwise, she would have been driven to her death by their filial piety.


    It’s fortunate that they were born into wealthy families. If they had been born into poor families, it would have been uncertain whether the Four Heavenly Kings could even get married, and their parents would have been worried sick.


    After watching his grandmother and sister-inw leave, Zhan Yue went back into the house.


    It’s only a little past nine o’clock at night, not even ten o’clock yet.


    In the past, he would be out socializing and wouldn’t get home until after midnight. Now, he’s at home watching TV before 10 p.m.


    Zhan Yue turned on the TV; he hadn’t watched TV in a long time.


    He looked at it for a while, but couldn’t concentrate.


    I turned off the TV and went upstairs.


    Entering his small study and sitting down at his desk, Zhan Yue wondered what he should do.


    I can’t concentrate on reading.


    He didn’t want to deal with his work either.


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    He suddenly thought of writing love letters.


    So, Young Master Zhan brought out a pen and paper and wrote a love letter by hand.


    Even if he wrote love letters, they wouldn’t reach Zeng Xiaoya’s hands.


    He thought he would write a few more love letters and give them to Zeng Xiaoya when the time was right. He was sure Zeng Xiaoya would be touched to receive a stack of love letters from him all at once.