She wanted to marry, and he was anxious

Although Ye Zhihan was full of curiosity, he didn't ask any more questions and handed the soup to Ji Hanzhou.

The servant outside the door peeped into the room trembling with fear, but after meeting Ji Hanzhou's sharp eyes, she was immediately terrified and hurriedly lowered her head. "The young master is too scary." She muttered to herself in her heart.

Ji Hanzhou took advantage of the moment when the servant lowered his head and swiftly poured all the soup in the bowl into the pot of green plants on the coffee table.

Then he strolled out the door and handed the empty bowl in his hand to the servant.

"Is it okay now?" His tone was flat, but it sounded chilly to the servant outside the door.

The servant didn't even dare to raise his head, and took the bowl with both hands in fear and trepidation. "Master and Madam, please go to bed early."

Ji Hanzhou closed the door expressionlessly, and Ye Zhihan immediately asked, "Isn't this something grandpa prepared specially for you? Why did you fall down?"

Ji Hanzhou sneered: "What good things do you think the old man sent? If it is really good, why didn't you get any and only gave me one."

Seeing that Ye Zhihan still looked confused, Ji Hanzhou kindly reminded him, "Do you remember what grandpa said during dinner?"

Ye Zhihan suddenly realized, "You mean grandpa wants us to have a baby as soon as possible, so this soup..."

"Mrs. Ji is really smart. She understands it immediately."

Ye Zhihan blushed, "It's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm going to rest first."

Ji Hanzhou smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of doting, and followed her steps closely.

At 7:30 the next morning, Ji Hanzhou came out of the gym and saw his grandfather playing with birds in the yard.

There was a flash of surprise in Mr. Ji's eyes, "Get up so early?"

Ji Hanzhou remained silent, just looking at Old Man Ji with a little helplessness.

Old Master Ji felt a little guilty when he was looked at by him, but he still had to pretend to be dignified in front of his grandson.

"What are you looking at? You stink of sweat. Go take a shower."

"Grandpa, aren't you going to explain that bowl of soup last night?"

Listening to his questioning, Mr. Ji thought that last night's plan was a success.

His face lit up, "How was the soup last night? Haha, no need to thank me, I did this for the ancestors of the Ji family..."

"I didn't drink." Ji Hanzhou's voice was calm without a trace of ripples.

Mr. Ji's face froze. His face, which was full of smiles just now, suddenly became so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. "What?"

Ji Hanzhou was unusually patient and repeated what he had just said, "I didn't drink it. I poured it out."

Old Master Ji was so angry that he kept yelling about his unfilial descendants. He raised the cane in his hand and hit Ji Hanzhou, but Ji Hanzhou did not dodge or evade. He just stood there quietly and let Old Master Ji vent his anger. Fortunately, Old Master Ji did not really want to hit him and did not use much force.

This amount of force was just like a tickle to Ji Hanzhou. Seeing that he neither dodged nor defended himself, Old Man Ji felt bored and put down the crutch.

Ji Hanzhou sighed helplessly, "I told you last night that there is no rush to have a baby."

"Besides, you are already so old, and you still do this. It's embarrassing to tell others about it."

Mr. Ji felt guilty and snorted, "Humph, it's all your fault for not living up to expectations."

Ji Hanzhou took a deep breath, pursed his lips and was about to say something.

But he was interrupted by Mr. Ji, "Okay, okay, I won't rush you to have children for now, but can you pay more attention to your wife? It's been so long and you still haven't gotten her. Sigh."

Old Master Ji looked as if he was disappointed with his friend and said, "Go away, stop getting in the way here."

Just then, Ye Zhihan finished washing up and came downstairs. "Good morning, Grandpa."

Mr. Ji changed his previous impatience and irritability, and his face was instantly filled with smiles, "Hanhan is up, are you getting used to it?"

Ye Zhihan thought of the skin care products and makeup she usually used on the dressing table, and the clothes that were neatly arranged in the closet that matched her style, and the smile on her face deepened.

"Everything is fine, thank you Grandpa."

Ye Zhihan kept calling him grandpa, which made the old man very happy. It's better to have a girl, unlike that unfilial son.

"Just get used to it. If you're not used to anything, be sure to tell grandpa."

After having breakfast together, Ye Zhihan and Ji Hanzhou prepared to go to work.

Ye Zhihan said to Grandpa Ji: "Grandpa, we are going to work first. Take care of yourself. We will come back to see you often."

Old Master Ji said several good words, "Hanhan, don't work too hard, Hanzhou will make money, you can rest when you are tired, and also, remember to come back and see me often."

Ye Zhihan smiled and said, "Okay, Grandpa. I still want to play chess with you. I'll come back when I have time."

Ji Hanzhou raised his hand and checked the time, "Okay, Grandpa, we should go to work."

Mr. Ji's face darkened, then he said to Ye Zhihan with a smile on his face: "If this brat dares to bully you, come back and tell grandpa."

Ye Zhihan glanced at Ji Hanzhou, with a little girl's shyness on her face, "Grandpa, don't worry, Ji..."

When the words came to his lips, he changed his words and said, "Han Zhou is very good to me."

After saying this, Ye Zhihan lowered her head. She called him that just to put her grandfather at ease.

It was the first time that Ji Hanzhou heard Ye Zhihan call him like that. He was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth raised, outlining a hint of joy.

"Then Grandpa is relieved. Now go to work."

Ji Hanzhou had a faint smile on his face the whole way. Not long after the car started moving, he turned sideways and asked, "What did Madam call me in front of Grandpa just now?"

Ye Zhihan avoided his direct and fiery gaze, "Didn't you hear it? Why are you still asking?"

Ji Hanzhou chuckled, "But I still want to listen."

The driver in front, Xiao Chen, was very considerate and raised the partition for the two people behind him. He was no longer surprised by the boss's worthless flattery in the past few days.

Ye Zhihan looked at the gradually rising partition, feeling somewhat helpless. In fact, there was really no need to do so, as nothing had happened to them behind the scenes.

Ye Zhihan calmed himself down and said, "I just called you that to prevent Grandpa from worrying."

Ji Hanzhou seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking. He clearly knew the answer, but he still asked it. If he didn't ask, he would still have some fantasy.

The car stopped at the usual place, and Ye Zhihan got out of the car. "I'm going to work first, be careful on the road."

"Okay, I'll watch you go in."

Ji Hanzhou withdrew his gaze only when Ye Zhihan's figure disappeared from his sight.

The driver, Xiao Chen, was ready for a pay raise, after all, he was so considerate just now, and he smiled brightly. But when he looked up, he saw Ji Hanzhou's gloomy face, and his smile froze on his face instantly.

"drive."

"Oh, okay, Mr. Ji."

This shouldn't be the case. President Ji shouldn't have this expression. He was fine when he got in the car. Until the car arrived at the company and Ji Hanzhou got off, Xiao Chen still didn't figure out what went wrong.

Is this what it means when a man's heart is as deep as the sea?