Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1342: Will you come back to the Capital with me?

It took a good half day for Bonnie's mood to ease up.

She squatted down and burned a lot of paper money to Father MorganMother Morgan, and seriously kowtowed three times before leaving the cemetery with Old Mr. Pearson and Max.

At noon, Old Mr. Pearson asked Bonnie to invite all her good friends around and set up two large tables at a five-star hotel.

The gray-haired old man, holding up his glass, was red in the face, "Thank you all for taking such good care of my little granddaughter, if there is anything my old man can do to help in the future when we go to the Capital, just ask!

He will never be ambiguous.

The crowd also raised their glasses and drank with Old Mr. Pearson.

By the time the table was removed, Old Mr. Pearson was pretty much drunk.

"Brother, go get your sobriety pills." Bonnie helped Old Mr. Pearson to lie down on the hotel couch, her tone worried beyond belief.

Max was also the first time he saw the old man drink so much, so he nodded his head and ran out to replace a pharmacy.

Bonnie poured a glass of water and asked Old Mr. Pearson to drink it.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy." Old Mr. Pearson pushed away the glass of water, "When your grandfather was young, it didn't matter if he drank three pounds of old white dry!"

Bonnie reminded, "That was also when you were young, Grandpa, you are over seventy years old."

Old Mr. Pearson lamented, "Yeah, I'm in my seventies, Bonnie, how many years do you think I have left?"

The topic suddenly became sad.

With a serious expression, Bonnie corrected Old Mr. Pearson, "Grandpa will definitely live a long, long life, thirty years, forty years, or even strive to be a long-lived old man and break the Guinness Book of World Records!"

Old Mr. Pearson was amused.

After that, he sighed softly, "Come on, you don't have to comfort me like this, my old bones can live a few years, my heart is clearer than anyone else.

It's just that, Bonnie, Grandpa regrets that he didn't replace you sooner so that you could get a little more of the Pearson Family's favor."

If Bonnie had been the daughter of the Pearson Family from the beginning, would there have been so many twists and turns and hardships?

Old Mr. Pearson wants to make it up to Bonnie a little more, a lot more!

And hearing this, Bonnie understood.

She asked, "Grandpa, you do want me to go back to the Capital with you, don't you?"

Old Mr. Pearson's mind was broken, but not embarrassed, but reached out and touched the tip of his nose, his tone was very happy, "really deserve to be our the Pearson Family's little granddaughter, this intelligence, really inherited from the Pearson Family!"

Yes, Old Mr. Pearson wants Bonnie to go back to the Capital.

He just made a bitter ploy, yet not exactly a bitter ploy.

After all, Old Mr. Pearson's age is right there.

He is in his seventies, how many years does he have left to live?

Even if they are still alive at the back, who can guarantee that they are not sick and lying in bed waiting for others to serve them?

By the time he can't take care of himself, how can he take care of and protect Bonnie.

So Old Mr. Pearson wanted to get Bonnie established in the Pearson Family, and in the Capital as a whole, while he still had the power of authority.

Even if he dies, Bonnie will still be able to stand and be respected at the Capital.

"With something as big as going to THE Capital, I need ...... to think about it." Bonnie hesitated.

To leave the familiar Willisto, to go to a completely new place, to meet a large number of strange people, Bonnie is not ready for it.

"If you are afraid, you can move to the Capital with Sebastian, Sebastian said, marry your wife and follow your wife, no matter where you are, he will be with you."