The old Mr. Qin continued talking to himself, completely oblivious to how Qin Mu's expression was growing darker by the second.
Qin Mu raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the woman in front of him... while the old man enthusiastically narrated, this woman showed no signs of guilt whatsoever. Instead, she acted as if this was entirely reasonable.
Heh... Wasn't she just telling me this afternoon, with convincing certainty, that she didn't want to marry me?
What's this now... in just the blink of an eye... she's suddenly willing to marry?
This woman's standards really are appallingly low...
Qin Mu's cold, icy eyes were filled with frost and mockery... Watching the old man, who appeared to be in high spirits, he responded flatly.
"Mm, Grandpa, as long as you're happy... The important thing is for you to take care of your health."
