Dan Tingye is his only grandson, and Meimei is also his most cherished granddaughter from a young age. How could he not feel heartache? They are both his flesh and blood. He is worried, for if he's not careful, he might lose more than just a grandson!
"Is Grandpa trying to scare us?" How could Meimei be afraid of him?
Even though Dan Tingye spoke with certainty, he couldn't help but look down at her pale face, and when he caught the momentary guilt in her eyes, he furrowed his brows.
In his mind, he suddenly recalled the past instances when Meimei avoided him.
She had said that his anger scared her, but who isn't intimidating when they're angry? He was only worried about her and would never truly harm her. Meimei should know that.
"If you think I'm trying to scare you, you can ask Meimei herself. Ask her if she ever imagined you would have Zhong Qing captured and even try to dispose of her quietly!"
Ye Zhanxing slapped his hand on the table, his expression stern.
