As before, not long after her grandmother entered the room, Xia Wan’an spoke up: "Um, you...you can go for a walk alone. I need to go to the bathroom."
After speaking, she waited a bit. Seeing that Han Jingnian remained silent, as if he would never even acknowledge her like in the past, she turned and left on her own accord.
After exiting from the restroom, Xia Wan’an didn’t return to the courtyard. She curled up on the living room couch watching TV instead.
...
Upstairs, after Granny Han finished bathing and saw Nanny Zhang standing on the balcony looking downward, she couldn’t help but ask curiously: "What are you looking at?"
"Granny..." Nanny Zhang responded, hurriedly turning on the hairdryer to dry the granny’s hair. "Looking at Master Jingnian, he’s standing alone in the courtyard, looking like he has sothing on his mind."
"Alone?" Granny Han instantly seized the key point.
"Yes, alone..." Before Zhang Mom could finish, Granny Han suddenly stood up, walked to the balcony, and took a glance down.
She saw Han Jingnian standing by the fountain downstairs, like a statue, staring directly at the fountainhead that kept bubbling upwards, not moving at all.
"Where’s An’an?" Granny Han retracted her gaze and walked over to the dressing table while asking again.
"The Third Madam is watching TV downstairs..." As Nanny Zhang spoke, she added, "After you went to take a bath, I ca to the balcony to close the window, and saw the Third Madam saying sothing to Master Jingnian and then entering the room. She hasn’t co out again, and Master Jingnian hasn’t gone in, he has just been standing here."
After hearing this, Granny Han said "oh," paused for a while, and sighed heavily.
After drying Granny Han’s hair, seeing her grimacing with worry, Nanny Zhang couldn’t help but ask, "Granny, what’s wrong?"
"What else can it be? If not for the one standing downstairs..." As Granny Han spoke, she turned around to face Nanny Zhang: "Did you notice anything off today?"
Nanny Zhang shook her head.
"Think carefully."
Nanny Zhang thought it over carefully, shaking her head again. "Granny, don’t keep guessing, I really can’t see what’s wrong."
"Do you really think that my grandson ca to see today? Ha, others may not see through it, but I’ve raised him since he was little, I know him well. He didn’t co to see , he clearly ca to see An’an... You don’t know, before dinner, he sat next to , pretending to chat with , but his eyes kept straying towards An’an. Do you really think he had work to discuss with Zhijin? He was clearly making up excuses... Also, at dinner ti, he got a spoon for An’an. An’an was about to have soup, but in the end, she did not drink a sip. I specifically told An’an that the soup would get cold if she didn’t drink it. An’an smiled but didn’t drink..." At this point, Granny Han sighed again: "I’m most afraid of this scenario, I’ve been afraid for two years, and yet it’s happening again..."
"Granny, the more you talk the more confused I get. What exactly are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of what? Afraid An’an won’t accept him, afraid he’ll beco a divorcee!"
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