Just thinking about it like this, Elder Xi couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth, and his gaze toward his little grandson was filled with affection. But when Xi Chenyu met Elder Xi's gaze—so full of kindness, yet carrying a look he couldn't quite decipher—he shivered uncontrollably.
He frowned ever so slightly, averting his eyes from Elder Xi and turning them toward Xiao Guoguo.
"You jerk, let me go right now! Or I'll report you for being a pervert!"
The pain in her wrist made Wang Xiaohui's face go almost completely pale. She glared at Jiang Boya, gritting her teeth: "Do you know what my Little Moonlight's grandfather does? If you don't let go, I guarantee you'll regret it!"
"I'll wait and see. But lady, spare me the nonsense for now, and hurry up—get your daughter to clarify what really happened!"
