Fu Haichuan was instantly at a loss for words after being bombarded with criticism, and he went upstairs clutching his dragon-head walking stick.
Fu Jinqiao gave Fu Shiyan a provocative look, "How are you going to reward me?"
Fu Shiyan looked indifferent, "You've already promised my girlfriend to someone else, what reward!"
Zhou Yi sighed gently, stood up, "Shiyan, your dad's getting senile. The Fu Family doesn't need you to find a well-matched partner, as long as you like her, that's enough."
Fu Shiyan felt comfortable inside, "I know."
Zhou Yi waved her hand, "Go do what you need to, I'm tired and going to sleep. Jinqiao, come and accompany grandma upstairs."
Fu Jinqiao responded, "Coming."
Fu Shiyan slightly curved his lips, his visit back home hadn't spoiled his mood after all.
He looked at the time; it was nearly nine o'clock already, so he strode away.
An Yan walked out of the bathroom and sat at the dressing table, drying her hair.