The Beloved and Pampered Girl

Upon arriving at the old house, as soon as they entered, they saw Grandpa sitting alone on the living room sofa.

And Granny was nowhere to be seen on the first floor.

This was really quite abnormal!

Usually, these two were so attached to each other they seemed like one person.

Jian Xiaokai seemed to appear out of nowhere and pulled Jian Dan aside, “Daxin, Granny is in her room!”

After learning of Granny’s whereabouts, Jian Dan and Uncle split up, Uncle took care of Grandpa, while she herself went upstairs.

Jian Dan didn’t knock and went straight into Granny’s bedroom.

Although not knocking was somewhat impolite, she couldn’t help it, she was so used to it by Uncle that now she didn’t even think to knock when entering anywhere.

Mo Qingqin was originally going to lose her temper, but when she saw it was Jian Dan, her anger dissipated, “Dan Dan, why are you here all of a sudden?”

“If I didn’t come, the old house would freeze people to death.” Because of their cold war, the entire old house’s atmosphere had turned very chilly.

“You knew?” Mo Qingqin slowly started.

“What exactly happened? The whole world could be having a cold war, but you and Grandpa shouldn’ t be!”

“Don’t mention it, it’s all that stinky old man’s fault!”

Stinky old man??

If Granny says he’s the stinky old man, then he is the stinky old man!

“What did that stinky old man do?”

“Didn’t I just neglect him a little while binge-watching my shows these past few days? He actually found a woman in her forties, saying he wanted to participate in some singing competition with her.

Every day, the two of them are inseparable, practicing together, completely treating me like air!

Fine! He’s just trying to make me angry on purpose, right? So I’ll just refuse to get angry.

He wants to sing? Then I’ll find a young and handsome dance partner and sign up for a social dance contest.

Let’s see who loses their patience first!”

The moment Mo Qingqin finished speaking, Jian Dan’s forehead was streaked with black lines.

Such childish antics, she doesn’t even use them anymore, okay?

These two, almost two hundred years old together, were actually…

“Granny, you’re not a child anymore, isn’t this too childish!”

“You don’t understand, when people get old, they become like children again, and it doesn’t matter if it’s childish or not, as long as it works!”

Although this tactic was childish and cliche, it was extremely effective.

On Chu Liyuan and Grandpa’s end…

“What’s the matter?” Chu Liyuan sat down on the sofa and began speaking coolly to Grandpa.

“Can’t you be a bit nicer to me?” Chu Zhiyuan’s voice carried a hint of grievance.

He was already feeling suffocated, and yet Chu Liyuan was still treating him so coldly.

“Speak.”

Knowing that this was just how his grandson was, he didn’t make a fuss and slowly said, “These past few days, Qingqin has been chasing after some TV series, she hardly has time for me, and it’s not just watching, she keeps on talking about how handsome the young actors are in it, where does that leave me?

I might be old, but I’m still very handsome, aren’t I?

If I were a few decades younger, how could those young actors compare with me?

So I thought of a way, that’s to find a young girl, make Qingqin feel a sense of crisis, and she’ll realize how important I am.

But unexpectedly, she purposely did the opposite, finding a young guy to be her dance partner to anger me.”

“Childish!” Chu Liyuan bluntly threw out the two words.

“What’s wrong with being childish? If Little Jian was hugging and dancing with a handsome young guy every day, it wouldn’t bother you?”

Let alone if it were really happening, just the thought of it was enough to make Chu Liyuan’s anger rise.

His lass, who dares to touch her other than him? Whoever touches her gets crippled!

“Just apologize to Granny and it would be resolved.”

“Apologize? Then won’t she have me under her thumb forever!”

“You’ve been under her thumb for ages-”

Chu Liyuan’s words brought Chu Zhiyuan back to reality.

Yes! He had long been under her thumb, so what was he still struggling for?