Chapitre 118: Annoyed

It was the weekend, and Jing Yan went downstairs early in the morning to knock on He Miao's door.

Onion was squatting on the ground and looking at the mooncake pieces in his bowl in disgust. When it saw Jing Yan, it ran to his feet and rubbed his ankle.

He Miao was wearing a purple chiffon dress and a light white shirt. Her long hair hung naturally behind her, and she was holding a wrapped box of mooncakes. She stood in front of Jing Yan with a smile. "I made some last night. I wonder if Grandpa will like it."

"As long as it's made by you, Grandpa will like it." Jing Yan took the things from her hands naturally.

When they arrived at the Jing family house, the old man was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper and talking to an uninvited girl.