When Old Mr. Yan heard the words "Wen Family," he reflexively frowned and even became a little more displeased with Chu Zhiyi.
"Don't you know we don't get along with the Wen Family? And now you're bringing back their invitation?"
Old Madam Yan, upon hearing him speak like this, immediately pinched his arm, turning his face white from the pinch.
"Zhizhi just brought the thing here to ask us, she isn't making decisions on our behalf. Besides, our relationship with the Wen Family isn't bad like you said. Stop deceiving Zhizhi and daring to show your displeasure to the younger generation, so formidable you are!"
Old Madam Yan scolded Old Mr. Yan harshly.
Old Mr. Yan listened, but still stiffened his neck in a manner that suggested he was not scared of boiling water.
Old Madam Yan stopped paying attention to Old Mr. Yan and kindly said to Chu Zhiyi, "Zhizhi, don't take it to heart with your grandpa; he just has that kind of temperament, he will suffer from it in the future."