C98 (1/2)

”Ah, Ah Hao.” With just one sentence, she lost her voice, and the words' The other party is typing in... 'were still written on it. An Hao patiently waited a moment before his granny's voice sounded again.

[Aiya, I broke off just like that. I don't know what's going on. Hey, hey, hey, A'Lang, hey, A'Lang. Grandma An, as long as your hand continues to press on it and loosen, Ah Hao will be able to hear your words. Oh, oh, can he hear you? If you hear it, you can just release your hands and send it over.]

When the voices of Grandma An and Lin Lang's conversation entered his ears, An Hao's smile immediately froze on his face. It was only 9 in the morning, why was Grandma with Lin Lang?

She pursed her lips and typed: ”Grandma, are you home?”

”No, I'm here …” The voice stopped again. An Hao sighed lightly, and then transmitted over via voice, ”Your Grandma Su and I are at A Lang's place.”

She seemed to be afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear him clearly, so when she spoke, she shouted loudly. When An Hao heard the background voice of the woman, it came from Lin Lang, ”Grandma An, just speak like how you normally do, she can hear you clearly.”

An Hao felt very helpless. He walked back to the bedside and sat down, poking at the screen: ”Is it in the Plum Garden? Why did you follow Grandma Su there? ”

No matter how hard Grandma An tried to learn, he probably wouldn't be able to play around with his temper and didn't want to learn anymore. After half a day, he still wasn't able to reply to the message.

”Why are you calling? Talk about WeChat and let Grandma An train. Otherwise, she won't be able to learn it. ”

An Hao's brows immediately knitted together: ”Why are you the one who picked up the phone?”

Perhaps because he could hear the unhappiness in her words, Lin Lang sneered: ”If I said my hand slipped, would you believe me?”

An Hao frowned: ”Don't you know that randomly picking up calls from other people is not very polite?”

”What are you being rude about? What do you say, child? ” Grandma An's voice suddenly came out, causing An Hao to be startled: ”Grandmother?”

”Yes, it's me. A Lang helped me get my cellphone just now. Who knew that you would call me at this time? Why did you speak to A Lang in such a tone?” What has he done to offend you? ”

With such a blaming tone, An Hao almost didn't know who her real granddaughter was, but she still called him Ah Lang [A'lang], and he called her Young Master.

An Hao rubbed the space between his brows, ”Grandmother, why did you come to his place?”

”Your Grandma Su said that A Lang wants to eat the biscuit I made.” Grandma An's voice was very happy: ”He said that my cooking is better than your Grandma Su's, so I came to make it for him.”

An Hao was a little speechless. What did it have to do with him? Chen Xiyang had never received this kind of treatment before, so who is your grandson-in-law?

An Hao was a little unhappy: ”If he wants to eat, then he can come to our house to eat. Why did he go to his house to cook? Being neither relative nor relationship, you don't mind disturbing me. ”

”Kid, what are you saying? Wasn't A Lang injured? Can I still let him run back to our house with his wounds?” So what if I came to his house myself? Can't you just hang around the school? ”

An Hao could not help but mutter in a low voice, ”Has his injuries healed since long ago?”

He even dared to run over to drink, so what if he wanted to eat cracker cake and run around for a bit?