Yang Zhen was genuinely shocked that Grandpa would say such things.
Her mouth opened slightly, and then she couldn't react.
Yang Yun couldn't help but shout, "Why do you want them to move in? There's not enough room for so many people here..."
Yang Xiong interrupted her, "I haven't really taken care of Yang Zhen's family much. Now that I'm old, I want to live the way I want for a few years, so don't try to persuade me."
"Grandpa, I take care of you. Haven't I done a good job?" Yang Yun cried, sobbing.
Yang Xiong laughed lightly, "Grandpa is already old, and I don't have time to listen to you all bicker every day. It's really giving me a headache. You've smashed plenty of things in your room over this time, and my heart condition might be worsened by your actions."
"Don't be like this, Grandpa. I know I'm wrong, and I'll make sure to treat them well in the future. I'll take care of you!"
