Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 566: Chapter 565: Can’t Escape from Your Palm

At this moment, one of the directors stood up and said:

"If you can do it, we can consider what Louis Young took from us as buying a lesson. From now on, let’s be wholehearted with the Young Group and get the company going."

"Alright, remember what you said." South Grant said resolutely.

"How do you plan to do it?"

South Grant calmly said at this point, "Don’t worry about how I do it. Within three days, all the seals will be removed, and you just need to fulfill your promises."

At this moment, everyone looked over, suddenly understanding.

No wonder this young man seemed familiar; turns out he’s South Grant.

If that’s the case, then there won’t be any problem.

So Sana Young’s boyfriend is South Grant.

After these directors left the ward, Sana Young finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding South Grant’s hand excitedly and said:

"South, thank you."

"No problem, since we’re friends." South Grant said casually.

Mr. Young looked at South Grant at this point, kindly asking:

"South, how old are you this year?"

"Uncle, I just turned eighteen this year." South Grant politely replied.

"Hmm, not bad, the younger generation is formidable, one year younger than Sana." Mr. Young nodded satisfactorily, then asked, "When did you two start dating?"

"..." South Grant knew Mr. Young misunderstood, and just as he was about to explain, he heard Sana Young saying, "It was this spring when I broke up with Hugo Lynch, Hugo bullied me, and South came out to teach Hugo a lesson. After that, we got together."

South Grant couldn’t help but hold his forehead.

My dear sister, you’re only making the misunderstanding bigger. What will you do when the truth is revealed one day?

If the truth comes out, how will you end it?

Mr. Young, after hearing this, looked at South Grant even more kindly.

"Good, good, with South here, I’m relieved."

When Sana Young heard her father say he was relieved, tears welled up in her eyes.

When South Grant was leaving, Sana Young escorted him.

At the hospital entrance, Sana Young lowered her voice and apologized to South Grant.

"South, sorry, my dad... has at most three months left. I don’t want him to worry about me."

South Grant understood Sana Young’s meaning.

She wanted Mr. Young to leave peacefully, and South Grant’s performance today made Mr. Young very satisfied, willing to entrust Sana Young and the Young Group to South Grant.

South Grant wrapped his arm around her shoulder and patted her.

"No problem, I understand."

"Thank you, South." Sana Young started to cry.

Seeing her cry, South Grant teased:

"It’s said a woman’s tears are like golden beans, very rare, so you’re a big vault of gold, you have to guard it well, don’t let the golden beans spill."

Sana Young laughed out loud after hearing South Grant’s words.

"Lucky you’re a girl." Sana Young teased.

"What does it matter if I’m a man or a woman?" South Grant was puzzled.

"If you were a guy, you could make lots of girls happy. I certainly wouldn’t escape your grasp."

South Grant chuckled, then said, "I wish I were a man."

They chatted for a while, then South Grant took a taxi back to school.

Recently, Sana Young hasn’t been able to attend school, so South Grant helped her take more time off.

After returning in the evening, South Grant was so tired he lay on the bed without wanting to shower.