Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“It’s that serious?” Stephanie could not believe it. “I can just say that my grandpa is sick. Isn’t that enough?”

“But who bought underwear, shoes, socks, and a bed for patients?” the assistant retorted.

Stephanie was at a loss for words.

“It’s all my fault. I was in such a hurry, so I just went out with a mask, and then being recognized by others. Otherwise, this wouldn’t have happened…” “I’m sorry,” the assistant said anxiously.

“How can I blame you? It is all because I took an extra bowl in my photo shoot today.” “It’s fine. At most, I’ll admit it. I’ll break up in a few days. It’s not a big deal,” Stephanie comforted her.

“Don’t. Let’s wait for the company to decide.” The assistant advised her a bit more before hanging up.

Stephanie held her phone and was worried for a moment. But on her second thought, today is Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival once a year, there was no way she could let it affect her holiday mood.

She threw her phone on the bed, hooked a sun hat on the wall and was going next door to look for grandpa, who usually patrolling in the field in the afternoon.

“Grandpa,” Stephanie went to knock on the door and found that Mr. Spencer was not there. She went to the next room again. That man was not there either. She looked at the folded air-conditioning quilt on the bed and muttered, “He used to be a soldier? How could he make the quilt so neatly?”

She came out in a few steps. After walking through a long path, she finally saw her grandpa, who was sprinkling crops on the ground. She rolled up her long skirt and said, “Grandpa, I will help you.”

“No need, just stay up there.” Mr. Spencer wiped the sweat off his face.

“What is this?” Stephanie asked.

“Corn.” “I know you like to eat corn, and I don’t trust the sanitary conditions of the corn sold in the market, so I planted two rows of them for you. It’s enough for you to eat.”

Stephanie smiled and shouted with her hands outstretched, “Grandpa, I love you.”

go over there.” His face

I’ll stay here and look at you.” Stephanie squatted there, holding her face and staring at him, “Who would work in the fields on

boy went

fish? Where?” She stood up and

back, there’s a river.” “You can go and take a look.” Spencer pointed to

small path and turned back to look at her grandfather. Mr. Spencer was still working with his head down,

couldn’t help

his shirt and trousers and was wearing nothing but boxers. Stephanie walked over and only saw his

that? She couldn’t tell if it was a scald or a burn wound, the skin was all glued together, forming ugly wrinkles and dense

it into the bucket on the shore. When he looked up, he saw Stephanie. He stared at her for a second. A moment later, he turned around and continued to touch the fish under

probably felt embarrassed being spotted

Emily who

must be very

suddenly remembered the scene of him picking up his clothes and saying to her, “You’ve seen me, and I’ll see

put the moon cake here?” “Why didn’t you bring it to the table?” Mr. Spencer asked, pointing to the plate of

friend,” Stephanie said, taking a sip of the fish

What kind of friend? Male

know him. It’s

as this was said,

up at Stephanie

Spencer looked at Harold in surprise, thinking

still remember

looked at Harold and said slowly, “You’re giving

She nodded.