"Haha..." An Ziqian laughed awkwardly, but a hint of hurt inevitably flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Then she sat next to Mr. An, then gently patted his chest, and comforted him obediently: "Grandpa, calm down!"
Mr. An half-closed his eyes, and the area on his chest was shaking violently with anger.
"They are not living up to expectations...a bunch of people who are not living up to expectations..." He covered his eyes with his hands and kept mumbling to himself, but there was disappointment on his face that could not be concealed.
"Grandpa, what happened today is our fault." Ye Jinran bent down apologetically and took the initiative to admit his mistake, but there was still a touch of alienation in his sincere attitude.
"Oops! Grandpa, you see they have already apologized, so don't vent your anger on them anymore." An Ziqian shook Mr. An's arm, her half-coquettish tone with a bit of coquettishness in it.
"Tch." Seeing An Ziqian's expression, Yin Cheying curled her lips with disdain.
Mr. An naturally did not miss the expression on Yin Cheying's face, so he was so angry that he picked up the crutch in his hand and prepared to teach him a lesson.
But at this time, Luo Yunxi, Bei Yechen and Han Yanshuo suddenly came back and walked in front of Mr. An.
"Hello, grandpa." Luo Yunxi walked up to Mr. An first, said hello politely, and then stood aside.
But Kitano Chen still looked unruly, and even teased the old man with a wicked smile: "Grandpa, what kind of wind is blowing today? It actually blew you here."
Han Yanshuo blinked his eyes cutely at first, and then answered Kitano Chen's question seriously, "It seems to be a southeast wind."