Mu Yingchen looked at the satisfied expression on Old Master Su's face, and immediately seized the opportunity, "Does this mean you agree to my marriage with Wanwan?"
Old Master Su was startled, and immediately glared, "Don't think you can fool me, you little rascal!"
Mu Yingchen couldn't help but laugh. The old man was truly stubborn. He had tacitly accepted his marriage to Wanwan, yet he insisted on putting on the attitude of the bad guy. Was he doing this just to pick a fight with his own grandfather?
These two, really, what was he to say about them? Should he call them childish? Or is it their stubborn tempers?
"Grandpa..." Su Wanxia's voice rang out again.
Old Master Su put down the chess piece in his hand, looked up, and saw the two people accompanying Su Wanxia.
He couldn't help but sigh to himself. The young man and young woman of those years had now both grown grey at the temples. It seemed that he was truly old...