Mr. Song watched Sinian's departing figure and couldn't help but sigh deeply again.
The old butler entered the door just in time to witness this scene and cautiously asked, "Did you have a quarrel with Sinian?"
Mr. Song shook his head, "No, that brat fighting with me would be a miracle."
In the past, when Sinian was emotionally unstable, what Mr. Song most hoped for was to interact with Sinian like any other normal grandfather and grandson.
But now…
The wish had come true, and he found himself wanting more.
Moreover, since Zhaozhao was a good kid, he sincerely hoped that the two of them could have several kids who would live nearby.
Even if it's just one?
Mr. Song didn't know how many years his health would allow him to wait for them.
He didn't want to leave with regrets.
As Mr. Song thought this, he mentioned the incident that had just happened to the old butler.
