Wan Ge raised her eyebrows and looked at the boy in front of her. Since she had been with him, except for the first time he beat someone up during dinner, Song Yao had not hit him since then. She had not seen him for a while and came to the hospital.

Song Yao looked at Wan Ge in front of him and clearly felt that she was angry: "Wan Ge... listen to my explanation."

At this time, a voice sounded beside Wan Ge: "Wan Ge, why are you standing there? Your grandfather is here."

While talking, Mr. Zheng walked to his daughter and saw Song Yao along her line of sight.

The boy in front of him was particularly good-looking, and seemed to be more handsome than when he was young.

"Do you know him?" What happened to the boy? It looked like his hand was injured.

Song Yao was not the kind of person who dyed his hair in various colors, nor did he wear anything to show his difference. The reason why he was called a school bully was not the image of a bad boy, but his temper and fighting ability.

So Mr. Zheng did not see the appearance of a bad boy, but just thought that the boy was pretty.

Wan Ge also introduced to her father: "Dad, this is my boyfriend Song Yao."

Song Yao stood still, looking at the person in front of him and subconsciously called out: "Dad."

Suddenly realizing something, Song Yao's right cheek blushed, and he immediately said: "No... Hello, uncle."

Mr. Zheng had heard about Song Yao's deeds before, but he didn't think the boy was bad. His rebellion was just a manifestation of emotional deficiency.

"Xiao Yao, what's wrong with your hand?" Since he is his daughter's boyfriend, he would naturally care.

"Oh, brother, he is..." The younger brother was covered before he finished speaking.

Song Yao immediately explained: "It's okay, I accidentally fell."

Then he showed concern: "Is grandpa sick?"

So she didn't have time to accompany her, because of grandpa?

Mr. Zheng said it was a minor operation and there was no problem now, but in the end Song Yao went to see grandpa with Wan Ge.

When he entered the door, the old man was still holding his mobile phone and watching short videos. The anesthesia wore off, and there was nothing else uncomfortable except a little pain. Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he just watched his mobile phone.

"Dad, stop using your phone so much. Wan Ge and her boyfriend are here to see you." Mr. Zheng looked at his father helplessly.

His father often likes to use his phone after retirement, and he also plays games when he has nothing to do.

The old man said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "You don't let me go home, and you don't allow me to use my phone, hum!"

But he still put his phone down obediently, and his eyes fell on Wan Ge again.

With a smile on his face, he was still very happy to see his little granddaughter: "My little Wan Ge, come here quickly."

He only had such a little granddaughter, of course, he loved her very much from childhood to adulthood.

When Wan Ge walked to his side, he suddenly heard the old man say: "Where did you pick up this stinky boy? He doesn't look like a good person. He looks so good, like a pretty boy."

Wan Ge smiled faintly on his face, and said helplessly: "I'll take it as you praising him for his good looks."

He had said this to Mr. Zheng before, saying why his son looked like a pretty boy.

Before the old man inherited the family business, he joined the army and faced tough men. Even though he himself could never get tanned, when he saw a boy with fair skin and tender flesh, he would say that he looked like a pretty boy. But in fact, most people would compliment him on his good looks and fair complexion.

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