Huo Xuanting smiled slightly, "Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. Grandma is sick. If I cry twice, will she get better?"

He paused.

"Speaking of which, little girl, how do you know this?"

"Gu Qinghan introduced me here, why didn't she tell you?"

Li Yingzhu looked into the room, not wanting to continue talking to this frivolous man.

By the way, this man is really Mrs. Huo’s grandson? Why are you not worried at all? If you keep talking ...