"My grandson is doing great." Huo Zhenchuan had been furious with Huo Kewei, but now, with an even worse grandnephew to compare him to, Huo Kewei suddenly seemed much more appealing.
Huo Kewei, shivering upstairs, wore an innocent expression. How was this any of his business? He hadn't done anything! How had he started causing trouble everywhere?
If you two want to argue, just argue, but why drag him into it?
Huo Beijiang adjusted his collar nonchalantly and glanced at Huo Kewei, saying irritably, "What are you shrinking upstairs for? Acting like a thief?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Zhenchuan also glared at him.
Huo Kewei immediately came down from upstairs, dejected, realizing he had absolutely no standing in the family.
"Where's Grandma? I want to eat the braised pork ribs she makes!" Huo Kewei, feeling bullied yet unable to voice his anger, could only seek out his grandmother, who doted on him the most.
