A-Qi remained silent.
Seeing the elder's expression grow darker by the second, Jiang Xiaoyuan smiled and spoke up: "Grandfather! I know how Yihan is—this is just how he is. I'm used to it, it's no big deal."
"Grandfather." Su Qingnuan also sat down and said softly, "Yihan really is busy with work. You know that he wasn't feeling well yesterday and didn't go to the office..."
Under the persuasion of the two, the Old Master's ashen face gradually softened.
"Daughters are still the best!" The Old Master sighed. "But alas, our Fu family has had generations of sons, yet not a single daughter."
"Grandfather!" Jiang Xiaoyuan pouted and looked at him in mock reproach. "So what you're saying is, all these years of me calling you 'Grandfather' have been for nothing?"
"Oh dear!" The Old Master's smile returned. "Of course I've always treated you like my own granddaughter. But if your actual grandfather heard that, he might throw a childish tantrum at me."
