He tried not to think about the possible relationship between Yuan Xing Can and Dong Fang Yin Shi, but couldn’t stop himself from making any speculations. He had thought she was attracted to him, but it seemed he was a bit too confident.
“I won’t say I’m the best, but I don’t think I’ve failed,” Yuan Xing Can wasn’t afraid of the elder’s authority at all. “I don’t believe you haven’t noticed Xue Ye’s changes.”
He sneered sarcastically, “Forgive me for being too old to notice. She seems to have gained a bit of weight? Is that right?”
“If you just want her to have a slim figure, you should look for a body sculpting center, not an image consultant.”
“Then tell me, what’s different about her?” Ke Min Fu asked: “I want to know if my money was spent in vain.”
“She’s become much happier and more confident. Isn’t that good?”
Throughout the dinner, it was all Xue Ye’s laughter, busy telling Grandpa what she had done recently, what was happening at the hospital, how popular the children’s theater group she planned was.
“Speaking of this, I haven’t asked you, Nan Yu,” Ke Min Fu said unhappily: “Who agreed to let Xue Ye go to the hospital every day to do these boring things?”
Before Ke Nan Yu could answer, Yuan Xing Can had already rushed to say: “It was me. I thought it would help Xue Ye, so I went with her every day. Nan Yu had no idea.”
She showed him her plans every day. He thought they were going to class or shopping, not knowing they were going to the hospital.
But Xue Ye was too excited, talking about these things at the dinner table. Smart people would know what was going on.
“I know,” he didn’t appreciate her explanation, “I know everything they’re doing.”
“You didn’t stop her? You know I don’t like Xue Ye going to the hospital,” Ke Min Fu frowned.
“Mr. Ke, why do you think Nan Yu should stop his sister from doing what she likes?” Yuan Xing Can said bluntly: “Those patients need Xue Ye, and Xue Ye needs them. It’s not a boring thing.”
