Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

As soon as Zhan Mochen arrived, the chaotic situation was finally under control.

To be precise, Mr. Zhan was blocked unilaterally.

Zhan Mochen was tall and had long legs, and his tall body moved between the two of them. No matter how reluctant Mr. Zhan was, he had no choice but to stop.

Of course he couldn't bear to beat his own grandson.

Mr. Wen was too embarrassed to attack Mrs. Bai's grandson-in-law, so he could only stop in anger.

But neither of the two was willing to admit defeat to the other, and they still kept arguing.

Especially Wen Lao, every word he said was arrogant: "Zhan Jintai, I advise you to let go as soon as possible, let Yunping live, and gain some virtue for yourself!"

"You shameless old thing, shut up!"

Mr. Zhan was so angry that he wanted to pounce on Mr. Wen again.

Seeing this, Zhan Mochen quickly pulled Mr. Zhan out and lowered his voice to persuade him.

"Grandpa, Mr. Wen is deliberately trying to make you angry. You must not be fooled! If we really beat him up, it will be really difficult for grandma to recover!"

"I, I'm still afraid of him!"

Mr. Zhan was still holding his neck and was unconvinced, but when it came to Mrs. Bai, his momentum was obviously weaker.

Zhan Mochen struck while the iron was hot and promised Mr. Zhan: "Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely warn Mr. Wen and make him give up. Grandma, I will also find a way to persuade her to come back. You can calm down first." Calm down and go home to wait for my good news, okay?"

"Can you really persuade me?" Mr. Zhan was dubious.

Moreover, when he was blown by the cool breeze in the corridor, his fevered mind became clearer. He remembered that Yun Ping had pulled him several times when he left the Bai Mansion!

Oh no, no, he didn't even look back at that time. Yunping must have been even more angry!
When he fought with Mr. Wen, Mr. Zhan was full of enthusiasm, but now that he thought of his actions at that time, Mr. Zhan's back felt cold.

Zhan Mochen saw that he was scared when he found out, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh directly.

I could only nod with a sullen face: "Of course, grandma will always give me some face. Besides, even if I can't persuade her, aren't there Yan Yan and the three little ones? There will always be someone who can persuade grandma to come back. "

"Yes, yes, let Xiaoyan and the children help me. As long as you can persuade me to come back, I can do anything!"

"You don't have to do anything now, just go home and rest in peace."

Zhan Mochen put Mr. Zhan into the car and asked the bodyguard to take Mr. Zhan back.

Mr. Zhan looked at him nervously: "If you don't go home, are you going to Bai Mansion now?"

"Yeah." Zhan Mochen responded perfunctorily and thoughtfully closed the car door for Mr. Zhan.

Mr. Zhan still had a lot to say, but thinking about the shame of the fight just now, he couldn't say anything more. He raised his hand to straighten his messy hair and clothes and let the bodyguard drive.

After watching the car drive away, Zhan Mochen turned around and returned to the hospital.

He retraced his steps and came to the ward to find Mr. Wen.

Although it was rare for two old men to fight, when Zhan Mochen came, everyone watching the excitement was startled, and they ran away in an instant.

Quietness returned to the ward inside and outside, with only a few cleaning staff cleaning the mess after the "war".

Mr. Zhan was in a sorry state, and Mr. Wen was not much better either.

Her hair was as messy as a henhouse, and her face was stained.

At this moment, he was tidying himself up in front of the mirror with a grunt.

Turning around, he saw a tall and slender figure standing at the door, and his anger that had just subsided came back up.Wen Lao's face darkened, and he opened his mouth to stab: "Why, my grandpa is gone and my grandson is here again. It's in vain that I have worked so hard to save you and your family several times before, and you are just going to repay a favor like this?"

"You misunderstood."

Zhan Mochen explained to Mr. Wen respectfully, and his sincerity could be heard in his words: "I'm here to say sorry to you on behalf of my grandfather. In addition, I also want to talk to you."

"We have nothing to talk about!"

Mr. Wen still snorted coldly, but his expression softened significantly.

He waved his hand, lay back on the bed, and said in a very arrogant tone: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and when you're done, leave!"

Zhan Mochen didn't speak in a hurry. He waited for the cleaning staff next to him to finish cleaning and left. He turned around and closed the ward door before turning back to Mr. Wen.

What he wanted to ask Mr. Wen was a little difficult to say, but some things had to be made clear in the end.

Zhan Mochen thought about it for a moment and then spoke implicitly: "Mr. Wen, do you have some... extraordinary affection for our grandma?"

"you……"

Wen Lao was startled and sat up suddenly.

"You, what are you talking about!"

Wen Lao blushed and wanted to deny it, but his evasive eyes betrayed his heart.

Zhan Mochen watched the words and expressions and had an idea in his mind instantly.

He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Wen Lao looked at his smile and felt more and more embarrassed: "You know what, you are just talking nonsense! Yunping and I are innocent, we are the old guy Zhan Jintai..."

"Everyone has a love for beauty. When you meet an excellent person, it's normal for you to have a good impression or admiration. I don't mean to blame you."

Zhan Mochen ignored Mr. Wen's embarrassment and took advantage of the fact that no one was around to express his suspicions.

"My grandfather is a bit impulsive, and he is usually a little jealous for no reason, but do you dare to say that you are not at fault for the fight between my grandfather and you today? You knew that our old lady was a married woman, but you still sent her Such an exaggerated bouquet, and the roses represent love - this is a provocation to any man."

Zhan Mochen's attitude was calm, but after saying these words, no matter how thick-skinned Wen Lao was, he couldn't help but blush.

He admitted that he had a little desire to sow discord...

But in the final analysis, isn't it still the old guy Zhan Jintai who can't keep his temper?

Wen Lao didn't think he had done anything wrong.

So he only blushed for a few seconds, raised his head again, and retorted confidently: "What's wrong with me being provocative? Yunping is such a good person. When you went to kneel on Guanyin Mountain in person because of your grandfather's illness, she fainted several times and refused. Give up, isn’t she treating your grandpa badly?”

"But what did your grandpa do? He always scorned her and quarreled with her unreasonably - to tell you the truth, I do like Yunping as a person, and I can't bear to see her sad or wronged! What if? If Zhan Jintai doesn’t change his bad habit of making trouble out of nothing, I’ll do it again next time!”

As Mr. Wen talked, he became angry again and began to talk wildly, just like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Seeing him like this, and thinking about the old man who was half-dead with anger, Zhan Mochen not only did not refute, but nodded in agreement.

"I can understand how you feel. When you love someone, you just can't bear to see her suffer any injustice. Moreover, you are right, my grandpa is indeed a bit jealous, and he is not so reasonable in many cases."

When Wen Lao heard this, he immediately felt proud: "Look, you also think there is something wrong with this old guy Zhan Jintai, don't you?"

"Yes, there is indeed something wrong with grandpa's handling of the relationship between husband and wife."

Zhan Mochen continued to nod, but then changed the subject: "But there are some reasons." (End of Chapter)