"Just call me Dan, that's what everyone calls me. For now, let's leave it at that. I'll contact you if anything comes up."
"Alright."
After saying that, I left. The matter was settled; now I just needed to wait for Lin Mu Xi to bring Wang Ju'en out. Time to go home!
By the time I returned home, the lights were on. I could rule out Old Zhao right away—there was no way he would leave the lights on for me. It had to be my grandparents.
As soon as I opened the door, I didn’t even see who was sitting on the sofa before I blurted out, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!"
A deep and powerful voice responded, "Welcome back! Go wash up quickly; your grandma was worried about you and asked me to wait for your return."
I chuckled and said, "Hehe, thanks, Grandpa."
As long as there was one light left on for me in this vast world, it was enough.
My grandfather smiled and got up to head back to his room.
It was springtime, and the sun hadn’t yet risen as early as it did in summer. The morning light was still soft.
The sun is shining brightly!
An aggressive singing voice assaulted my eardrums!
In my groggy state, I picked up my phone and checked the time—what a nuisance! Woken up before I was fully awake!
Rationality gave way to anger; I felt like cursing someone!
Damn it! Who's yelling so early in the morning?
I pushed open the window and shouted toward the backyard, "Who is it? What are you shouting about so early? Can’t anyone get some sleep around here?"
Once those words were out, they couldn’t be taken back as easily as tossing away a piece of trash.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I tried to see who it was. Oh no!!!
In the backyard stood Old Zhao, his face flushed with anger as he looked at me.
"Cough! Grandpa, you sing really well! Am I still not awake? I think I'll go back to sleep for a bit."
The best strategy is to avoid confrontation! If things get complicated, then just don’t deal with them!
That little brat! Just like his deadbeat father!
Old Zhao watched as I stuck my head out, then quickly recoiled. He dashed upstairs.
Li Hong hadn’t come home last night; there were some issues at the company, so he decided to sleep there instead. Old Zhao knew nothing about the company matters; it was all Li Hong handling things. Just then, Old Zhao was sprawled on the bed, sound asleep, when suddenly the door was kicked open with a loud bang.
Old Zhao jolted awake and, without a moment's thought, began cursing. “Who dares to barge into my room? Looking for death, are you?”
“Oh, Zhao Changsheng, you’ve got some nerve! I’m standing right here; let’s see if you dare to lay a finger on me!”
Seeing Old Zhao’s chest heaving with anger, Zhao Changsheng immediately burst into laughter. “Oh Dad, how could I? I didn’t know it was you! What’s wrong? Who made you angry? I’ll have someone take care of him right away!”
Old Zhao grabbed his belt and charged around the room, chasing after Zhao Changsheng.
“Take care of him?! You dare to touch Xiao Lun? I’ll make sure you regret it! Is this how you’ve been teaching Xiao Lun all along?”
“Ah!!!”
After a chaotic scene, Old Zhao sat at the dining table with a bruised face, glaring at me with eyes that made my heart race.
He acted as if nothing had happened, calmly eating his breakfast.
In this situation, I didn’t dare to linger any longer. It was just breakfast; I could skip it if needed.
“Grandpa, Grandma,” I suddenly remembered there was an event at school this morning. “I won’t eat; I’m leaving now!”
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