Without opening her eyes, Old Mrs. Han turned around with her back facing toward the bedroom door.
She bent her knee and kicked Old Mr. Han. "Go and have a look at what Zhuofeng is doing!"
It was so early. Could he not do things in silence?
Old Mr. Han was frustrated. He was being kicked by Old Mrs. Han while listening to Han Zhuofeng's demonic voice and knocking.
He had to get off the bed with a sullen face. He decided to express all his anger at Han Zhuofeng.
The moment he opened the door, Old Mr. Han growled, "It's so early; what are you doing?!"
Han Zhuofeng was so happy that Old Mr. Han's face full of fury could not even scare him.
Han Zhuofeng excitedly asked, "Where's grandma? Why is grandma not up yet?"
"Young brat!" Old Mr. Han wanted to hit him. "What is it?!"
"Jiling said she'd be my girlfriend!" said Han Zhuofeng joyfully.
