Chapter 31 Waiting to Have A Grandson

Chapter 31 waiting to have a grandchild

Wenren Zhen frowned. It wasn't that he didn't go. He did, but he happened to meet Gu Nuan.

At that time, he left with Gu Nuan, who was wrestling, so he didn't see the girl at all.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wang Minghui became more and more certain that his grandson had not gone, so he took out a few more photos from his bag.

"If you don't like that, then look at these. They're all granddaughters of your grandfather's friends. You don't even have to tell them what they look like..."

"Grandma,"

Wenren Zhen could not help but say something, interrupting Wang Minghui, who was gushing, but did not even look at the photos in her hands.

"You still know I'm your grandmother?"

Wang Minghui glared at him angrily, his expression becoming extremely sad in an instant, and even began to wipe his tears with his hands.

"Look at you. You're not obedient at all. I'm already in my seventies. Don't you just want to have a great-grandson? You don't know how to be a grandson."

"Don't you think Aunt's business should make grandma more anxious than mine?"

Wenren Zhen couldn't stand the old lady's tearful reprimand and simply took out the unmarried 40-year-old Aunt as a shield.

At the mention of her little daughter, the old lady was even sadder. Her nose was sore, and even her eyes were red.

"What have I done? They are seventy or eighty years old and have many children and grandchildren. I am over seventy years old. My daughter is not married yet, and my grandson refuses to marry. Are you sincerely trying to make things difficult for the two of us?"

The Wenren Jia was a prominent figure in the capital city. It was said that guodong soldiers were born, served in the army for many years, and held high positions. But four years ago, they died of a heart attack due to their grandson's marriage.

Wenren Junlin, his eldest son, started his own company after he retired from the army. Twenty years later, Shenghong group is now a famous listed company in china.

Wenren Junjie, the second son, was born to study medicine and had excellent medical skills. A few years ago, he opened a Hospital under Wenren Junlin's investment. Now, the Hospital has a very good reputation in Bincheng, and it's going smoothly.

The only thing that made her sad was the old girl in her family. She was 40 years old and still unmarried, which made her old lady in her seventies worry.

Such a sad thing, but also to be brought up by the sun tzu, isn't this not a pot not to mention which pot?

The more the old lady thought about it, the sadder she became, so she became a little overbearing.

"I don't care. You have to find me a granddaughter-in-law anyway. I'm just waiting for my great-grandson."

"Grandma, I went upstairs, and I still haven't read some documents. You know, I just came back, and a lot of things have to start over."

Wenren Zhen had a headache from the old lady's nagging and turned to go upstairs.

"Are you still thinking about An Qi?"

The old lady suddenly thought of something and asked quickly.

Wenren Zhen paused for a moment as he walked up the stairs, then said faintly:

"It has nothing to do with her. We don't need to talk about this person anymore."

"In that case, you should meet the girl I told you about last time. This is my best friend's granddaughter. My best friend is a university professor. Her granddaughter can't be wrong..."

"I'm not going on a blind date yet,"

After Wenren Zhen finished speaking, he suddenly stepped up the stairs, and his figure quickly disappeared from the stairwell.

"Hello. You're going to make me lose face in front of my best friend. Anyway, you have to meet someone else's girl, or where should I put my face?"

Wang Minghui shouted up the stairs, clearly dissatisfied with his grandson's attitude. Whose bad temper did he inherit?

"We'll talk about it when we have time."

Wenren Zhen's voice came from upstairs through the stairwell.

"Then you must attend Madam jiang's birthday the day after tomorrow. I've already agreed to it for you. You can't make me lose face!"

Wang Minghui yelled at the stairwell again, but this time he didn't wait for his grandson to respond.

She shook her head helplessly and sighed. The emperor was in no hurry to die!