按老规矩来

"What is it?" She sensed something wrong. "Well…" Li Lei thought for a while before telling the truth, "Xiao Ling, my grandfather is back." Xia Ling kept quiet. Her eyelashes fluttered for a while as her body sank deeper into the chair. Her dress was swaying in the wind, and her voice became as light as a feather, "What has that got to do with me?"