Knowing that Shan Yue was coming, Zhang Huang hurriedly instructed the butler to prepare breakfast. At the same time, he reminded him, "Hurry up and wake Zhang Luo up. He happened to be home last night. Let him have breakfast with Miss Shan later!"
What good two children. They're so compatible. Zhang Huang sighed in his heart. He hoped that his grandson could be with Shan Yue.
Shan Yue, who was standing at the entrance of the Zhang family's house, was interested in the decorations in the courtyard. The flowers and trees were arranged together. All the decorations gave off a comfortable feeling. There was no extravagant vulgarity at all. As expected of a scholarly family.
"Miss Shan, please come in," the servant who was welcoming her said as he pushed open the door. "The old master is waiting for you in the living room."
"Grandpa Zhang, I'm here!"
