As dawn broke, the olddy, as usual, got up to take a walk in the yard, then practiced Tai Chi for a while. Returning to her room, she hadn’t seen Zhan Yuee downstairs yet. She asked the housekeeper, “Hasn’t Eighth Master gotten up yet?”


    The housekeeper replied, “Usually on weekends, Eighth Young Master doesn’t get up until almost noon, unless he has ns to go out with friends or is with important clients.”


    “Eighth Young Master always says he’s busy all week, and on the weekend he wants to sleep in for a couple of days,”


    the olddy said. “What day is it today? He’s still sleeping in. I


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    She could walk twops around the yard herself; she didn’t need help.


    Usually, her grandsons helped her; she was just giving them a chance to be filial.


    The housekeeper then gave up on helping the olddy upstairs and stood at the top of the stairs watching her slowly ascend.


    Zhan Yue had actually set an rm, but after it went off, he turned it off and went back to sleep.


    He’d even forgotten why he’d set his rm on Saturday.


    He’d been out socializing untiltest night, and the house in Wansheng Garden was being renovated; work was suspended today because Master Tang couldn’te, and he’d told himst night.


    So, he didn’t need to go over today.


    He just wanted to get a good night’s sleep.


    Then, knocking on the door kepting, making it impossible for Zhan Yue to fall back asleep.


    He walked out barefoot to open the door, his handsome face still gloomy. He thought it was the housekeeper knocking, and was seething with anger.


    He opened the door, about to unleash a torrent of abuse, when he saw his grandmother standing there. Zhan Yue was startled. “Grandma?”


    “Still sleeping? The sun’s high in the sky! Get up!”


    “Then go pick up Xiaoya from the Zeng family clinic. Have you forgotten my appointment with Xiaoya? I asked her toe over today to chat with me and give you a tour of your big vi.”


    Zhan Yue: “…Grandma, I almost forgot. I was wondering why I set my rm on Saturday.”


    The olddy pped him across the face. “You brat! I shamelessly fought for this opportunity for you, and you’ve forgotten it! Hurry up and get ready to pick up Xiaoya.”


    Zhan Yue wasn’t angry at all after being pped by his grandmother. Instead, he grinned and said, “Grandma, I’ll be right there. Give me ten minutes.”


    “Hurry up.”


    “Okay.”


    Zhan Yue turned and walked back.


    The olddy went downstairs and instructed the housekeeper to prepare food, drinks, and various fruits that she thought were delicious, so she could entertain Xiaoya when she arrived.


    Ten minutester, Zhan Yue appeared before the olddy looking refreshed.


    “Grandma, how do I look? Do I look good? Is my outfit alright today?”


    He was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and ck casual pants, and his stubble was clean-shaven.


    “No problem. Casual clothes are fine at home. Your skin tone suits white tops too. You look great.”


    “Would you like something to eat before picking up Xiaoya?”


    the olddy asked. Without waiting for Zhan Yue’s answer, she quickly instructed the housekeeper to bring out Zhan Yue’s breakfast.


    Zhan Yue had intended to leave for the Zeng family clinic now, but his grandmother had already instructed the housekeeper. He said, “I’ll eat something before I head out; it’s still a bit early.”


    The clinic was only a ten-minute drive from his home, taking about twenty minutes unless there were red lights along the way.


    It wasn’t far.


    “Grandma, isn’t Beibeiing with us?”


    Zhan Yue asked.


    He had assumed his little niece was with her grandmother.