Chapter 177: Buying a Hotel

Chapter 177

"Stop crying, your crying is breaking grandpa's heart..." Old Mr. Zhang felt as if a knife was twisting in his chest.

Fortunately, each time that knife stabbed in, it seemed to cut away the rotten flesh in his chest cavity, bringing forth new tissue.

The wound that had not healed for years finally began to slowly close.

Sheng Yuxiao's chest was also filled with various emotions. He spoke hoarsely: "Let her cry. She couldn't cry before, she didn't dare to cry..."

Yes, that's right. Old Mr. Zhang recalled the contents of the reality show.

She almost never cried.

Even when Sheng Yuxiao was injured on the show, she only shed silent tears. Yet crying should be a child's nature...

Old Mr. Zhang immediately changed his tone. He carefully hugged Li Xiaoya, gently patting her back: "Go ahead and cry. You've suffered too much... It's been so hard, so hard to get to where we are today..."

As he spoke, Old Mr. Zhang felt tears welling up again.

Usually, doctors always advised him that grief and crying were harmful to his health, but at this moment he really couldn't care less.

Grandfather and granddaughter ended up crying together in each other's arms.

"Will... will the old gentleman's body really be able to handle this?" the Chief Inspector asked Qin Sui.

After all, Li Xiaoya's grandmother was only his stepmother, and their relationship wasn't particularly close. He could sympathize internally, but couldn't bring himself to cry along with them.

Beyond the shock, he was more worried about Old Mr. Zhang's health.

Qin Sui remained very calm, saying in a deep voice: "He'll be fine."

At this moment, an unfamiliar emotion echoed in his heart...

Was it empathy?

It seemed he was capable of empathy after all.

In the end, it was Li Xiaoya who stopped crying first. Her eyes were so swollen she could barely open them, looking even more disheveled than after her confrontation with Li Jiang.

She clutched Old Mr. Zhang's sleeve, hiccupping: "V-voice gone, not crying anymore."

Old Mr. Zhang's voice had gone hoarse from crying.

He lovingly stroked Li Xiaoya's head and said: "Alright, alright, no more crying. We'll do as you say."

Li Xiaoya got up from the floor, still clutching her notebook.

She said: "Need to wash face."

The Chief Inspector quickly called for the Filipino maid to bring water.

When the water was brought over, Sheng Yuxiao instinctively reached for a handkerchief, but then forcibly restrained himself.

Old Mr. Zhang took the handkerchief. Being elderly, his hands inevitably trembled a bit, but he still said: "Grandpa will wipe your face, grandpa will do it."

However, given his advanced age, the task of applying a cold compress had to be left to the younger folks.

Sheng Yuxiao applied the compress to Xiaoya's left eye, while Qin Sui took care of her right eye.

The Chief Inspector watched, slightly dazed.

He looked at the manager: "Notify your boss to come over. Let's talk about investment."

Some savings... that doesn't sound like much!

The manager thought to himself, does this old gentleman really know what kind of enormous sum it would take to invest in a hotel like this and bring it back from the brink of death?

Seeing the manager's hesitation, the Chief Inspector frowned slightly.

But Sheng Yuxiao spoke up first: "Hurry up and go make the call."

The manager looked at Sheng Yuxiao's attire, then at Qin Sui's outfit.

Then he considered the young master's tone of voice...

"Just for your sake, I'll make the call. Please wait a moment," the manager gave a smile to the Chief Inspector.

The Chief Inspector didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He thinks we don't have money."

Li Xiaoya said: "I have money."

The Chief Inspector didn't take her words to heart.

But Old Mr. Zhang still remembered the cash Li Xiaoya had carried in a bag. Her grandfather's family must be quite wealthy...

In fact... Old Mr. Zhang had already vaguely guessed the identity of his in-law.

The dishes were quickly served.

Now everyone at the table appeared even busier.

Sheng Yuxiao, Qin Sui, and Old Mr. Zhang were all putting food on Li Xiaoya's plate.

The Chief Inspector thought to himself that he shouldn't be left out, so he joined in as well.

"I won't be able to finish it all," Li Xiaoya said worriedly, looking at them.

"It's alright, grandpa will help you finish what's left," Old Mr. Zhang said jubilantly.

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As if the leftovers were some kind of delicacy.

Fortunately, at this moment, the manager arrived with their boss.

When the boss received the call, he had just woken up from drinking. He hurriedly took a cold shower, sprayed some breath freshener, and rushed over.

"I heard you want to invest?" He looked at the Chief Inspector.

"Not me, I can't afford that kind of money," the Chief Inspector shook his head.

Old Mr. Zhang began to speak: "It's..."

Before he could finish, Li Xiaoya jumped in: "It's me."

The newcomer's expression froze.

Huh?

Were they joking with him?