"Why did it take so long?"

Mengmeng's forehead was covered with sweat. She looked up at Zhang Han and pouted.

"Your grandfather asked me to talk to them." Zhang Han laughed.

"Hum." Mengmeng twisted her little butt and looked at Zhang Guangyou, who was behind her. "Grandpa, I don't like you. I really don't like you."

"Ah?"

Zhang Guangyou was stunned and didn't know what to say.

It seemed that he always took the ...