“Isn’t that the young master, he didn’t even die?”


    “Yesterday it was already on Weibo hot search, I didn’t believe it when it said he was alive.”


    “Now you should believe it when you see it with your own eyes.”


    “Yes, yes. I haven’t seen the young master for some days, and suddenly I feel that he has be quite handsome again.”


    “The young master obviously broke his arm and lost his eyesight before, howe he hasn’t seen him for a few months and then came back, unharmed?”


    “Maybe the blindness and crippled leg are cured, the arm is estimated to be a prosthesis.”


    “It’s possible.”


    …


    The Inte is abuzz about Morris being alive, but because only a photo and video was taken, he could only be seen in, but could not determine the extent of his arm’s good or bad.


    In this regard, the Inte did not have much to discuss.


    But the maids of the old mansion had seen Morris’ ‘miserable condition’ before and were naturally greatly surprised to see him again this time.


    “Grandma?”


    Vivian walked up to Madame Cheal, slowly squatted down and asked in a soft voice, “Do you still remember me?”


    Morris also called out, “Grandma.”


    This ‘grandmother’ shouted his throat, a sense of guilt, let his heart is quite unpleasant.


    Madame Cheal dressed in a blue and white cheongsam, full of silver hair permed with short curls, although the whole person sitting on the chair, can see a person’s temperament, but her whole gaze is dull, not powdered, in turn, looks disheveled and haggard.


    “Who are you guys …?”


    Madame Cheal looked up at the two and shook her head, “I don’t know you guys.”


    It was this one sentence that directly hit Vivian’s sore spot, her eyes were sore and flushed slightly red.


    “Grandma, are you, okay?”


    Even though Morris was a seven-foot man, when facing the olddy, he had an extraordinarily heavy andplicated mood.


    Since his childhood, he grew up around the olddy, and no one felt more for her than Morris.


    He stepped forward and reached out, just to touch Madame Cheal, when she pped her hand away, “Don’t touch me, don’t scare my cat. I’m waiting with my cat for my grandson and granddaughter-inw.”


    The thoughtless remark was like a dagger stabbed viciously into Vivian’s heart.


    Her nostrils were sore and tears welled up indefinitely.


    In order not to let Madame Cheal see, Vivian tilted her head to the side and quietly reached out to wipe her tears.


    Morris put his arm around her waist and calmed her down, “Don’t be sad. If Grandma is safe and sound, she would want you to be happy.”


    “Ugh, where is my grandson. Why hasn’t my grandsone back for a long time?” Madame Cheal muttered as she jerked her cat’s fur.


    Belle shook her head with a sigh, “Young master, madam, you must not be angry. Old Madam has been like this now, it’s heartbreaking to watch.”


    “Belle, these days have been hard for you.” Vivian thanked from the bottom of his heart.


    But at this time, a voice came in from outside the courtyard.


    Several people looked sideways and saw someone appear at the door – Mike!N?velDrama.Org owns all content.


    “Mother?”


    Mike just walked into the courtyard and shouted.


    Madame Cheal, who was holding the big fat cat, stood up immediately and walked towards him with a smile on her face, “Your grandson is back? You are back, do you know how much Grandma missed you?”


    She kindly took Mike’s hand and asked him, “Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Grandma will make you some food. When you were a kid, you loved the roast pork that Grandma made for you.”


    Perhaps because of the illness, Madame Cheal subconsciously, has always treated Mike as a substitute for Morris.