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

Chapter 152 Grandpa really knows how to act
An Yan's hesitation was noticed by Mr. Zhan, and he glared at the dull grandson beside him.

Zhan Mochen was inexplicably lying on his back again.

The next second, Mr. Zhan looked sad, and his old eyes were slightly moist.

"Why, Yan Yan doesn't want to spend more time with grandpa? Hey, I'm an old man. I don't know how long I can live and how many times I can see you. If you really don't want to see grandpa, then take the children back. Well, I’m used to being alone anyway…”

I have to say that Mr. Zhan's actor-level acting really made An Yan's remaining hesitation disappear.

An Yan quickly explained: "...Grandpa, you misunderstood. I was afraid that the children would disturb your rest."

"How could it be possible? If you are willing to stay for one night, it's not too late for me to be happy, so it's settled!"

Mr. Zhan waved his hand and blocked An Yan's escape.

Facing his grandfather's amazing assist, Zhan Mochen was enlightened and suddenly realized that of course he would not miss this good opportunity.

He gently held An Yan's little hand: "Yan Yan, then we won't go back tonight?"

It seemed like he was asking, but his tone was actually very warm and determined.

His little woman is so kind, how can she bear to see grandpa sad.

"You..." An Yan finally understood that Zhan Mochen was waiting for her here.

Of course she wouldn't be angry with her grandfather, but she had to vent her depression, so she pinched Zhan Mochen's palm hard.

An Yan used some force this time, and she knew exactly how heavy it was.

But Zhan Mochen's face was expressionless and motionless, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

An Yan was stunned. Did she pinch her hard enough just now?

Suddenly, she felt a numbness in her palms.

It turned out that Zhan Mochen bent his fingers and lightly scratched An Yan's palm twice.

An Yan's bright eyes suddenly widened.

This bastard actually tickled her!
Their little move had actually caught the shrewd eye of Mr. Zhan. He was secretly happy in his heart, but he pretended to be nonchalant and looked at An Yan expectantly.

Facing Mr. Zhan's expectant gaze, An Yan tried her best to smile: "I listen to grandpa."

Take a deep breath, not angry.

Just think it's for grandpa's body.

Mr. Zhan's old face suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay, okay, Xiaoyan is still nice to me. Brat, you can marry Xiaoyan and such a caring and sensible wife. It's really a blessing to our ancestors."

After Mr. Zhan finished talking, he entered the study with satisfaction.

An Yan looked at the old man's obviously aged figure, and the anger that was stuck in his heart slowly dissipated.

In fact, the old man also wants to spend more time with the children, just like grandma always thinking about her all the time.

As long as grandpa can stay in such a good mood, these little things won't matter to him.

Zhan Mochen carefully looked at An Yan's face. Seeing that the little woman seemed to be no longer angry, he turned around and hugged her into his arms.

"Yanyan, thank you."

"Zhan Mochen!" An Yan's face sank, and she raised her hand and twisted it towards Zhan Mochen's waist.

Anyway, grandpa is not here, I can’t bear it anymore, and there is no need to bear it anymore.

"Is Yan Yan going to murder her husband again?" Zhan Mochen let out a deep laugh, his chest shook slightly, and he dodged back.

Then he bent down and stole a kiss on her forehead, then turned around and knocked on the study door seriously.

"Grandpa, can I go in?"

"come in."

Mr. Zhan's majestic voice came out.

An Yan's small fist stopped mid-air. "Wait, you'll look good!"

She waved her fist at Zhan Mochen, glaring silently.

Zhan Mochen walked into the study with a smile in his eyes.

Don't worry if you have too many debts. He has annoyed the little woman many times, and this time is no exception.

I just don’t know how the little woman will settle the score with him?

Zhan Mochen was suddenly looking forward to it.

in the study.

Mr. Zhan looked at Zhan Mochen seriously.

"How did things go when you went abroad this time?"

"It was a bit tricky and took some effort, but fortunately the result was pretty good."

When talking about official matters, Zhan Mochen's whole demeanor changed, and his brows and eyes became solemn and solemn.

"Just solve it. It's all a clown's trick. If you couldn't solve it, then I wouldn't have handed Zhan Yi into your hands in the first place."

Mr. Zhan snorted, and before Zhan Mochen could react, he suddenly changed the topic: "By the way, you should work harder and give me some more great-grandchildren while you are young."

"Huh?" The topic changed so suddenly that Zhan Mochen almost ducked.

"Why, you don't want to?" Mr. Zhan glared, "If you have more children now, I can help you take care of them. Otherwise, when I kick my legs into the ground, who will take care of your children?"

"No, that's not what I meant..." Facing Grandpa's supreme pressure, Zhan Mochen tried to explain.

Mr. Zhan couldn't bear to listen to his nonsense, so he knocked on the table directly: "What do you mean?"

"Chenchen, Suisui, and Nuan Nuan are not young anymore. It's time for you to have a second or third child. If you delay for a few more years, you will be an old man. When you have enough time and energy, you won't be able to have a baby. born!"

Do you have enough heart and energy?

Zhan Mochen, 26 years old this year:...

"We and our family are not prosperous. If you don't work hard to have more children, will your children be as lonely as you in the future?"

Zhan Mochen couldn't laugh or cry: "You have three children and are you still lonely?"

"Why are you not alone? It must be at least four or five to be considered lively! Look at Grandpa He, he is the same age as me, he has already had great-grandchildren, and your Grandpa Zhang, he has five grandchildren, look at you …”

Mr. Zhan puffed his beard and glared, and couldn't stop the car when the issue of his great-grandson came up.

The more Zhan Mochen listened, the more he became dizzy. He could only lower his head and listen patiently to the old man's scolding, begging in his heart to let him go quickly.

Seeing that he was being honest, the old man stopped talking with satisfaction: "Xiaoyan is a good boy. You must know something in your mind. If you dare to let me know that you don't live well with her, I will break your legs!"

"I will live a good life, work hard to have children, and will treat Yanyan well. Grandpa, don't worry."

Zhan Mochen quickly promised that he would not let the old man see his perfunctory handling.

He really wanted to ask his grandfather, who is his biological child, him or An Yan?

But looking at Mr. Zhan's attitude, shutting up is the wisest choice.

The old man gave Zhan Mochen a lecture and saw that it was not early, so he finally let Zhan Mochen go.

"Stop standing in front of me. Go back and rest early." The old man waved his hand as if to shoo away flies, with a look of disgust on his face.

Are you rushing him back to create humans?

No matter how thick-skinned Zhan Mochen is, he can't help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment.

He also wants to have more children, but the key depends on whether Yanyan is a good match.

Thinking of the little woman's beautiful smile and palm-wide waist, Zhan Mochen's mouth went dry for a while and he walked quickly towards the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)