Ye Li glared, "What's early? You're already almost twenty years old. If we don't make plans now, when will I ever get to hold a grandson? Don't you try to fool me, you little rascal. Just because you've become a Zi rank Powerhouse now, if you dare not listen to Grandpa, I, as the Boss, will have to slap some sense into you." By the time he reached the last sentence, he couldn't help but laugh himself. How could he possibly lay a hand on such an outstanding grandson?
"Grandpa Ye." A pleasant voice rang out as Haiyang entered from outside. Seeing her and recalling Ye Li's previous words made Ye Yinzhu's face turn crimson with embarrassment. He couldn't help but wonder if she had heard what Grandpa had said. She probably did, given Grandpa's rather loud voice.