When Zhou Yanjing descended the stairs that morning, his grandmother was already seated in the living room, cane gripped in her hand, an imperious air about her as she waited to pass judgment.
The moment she saw him, she barked, “You little brat, get over here!”
Zhou Yanjing looked like he hadn't slept well, a trace of weariness in his eyes. He took a sip of black coffee. “What is it now, Grandma?
















