Shu Xing furrowed his brows, initially wanting to say a few reprimanding words, but before he could open his mouth, the little grandson had disappeared. In the end, he could only look at Yang Ruxin: "Could it be that this kid was angered by that Li family girl?"
"Yep!" Yang Ruxin nodded, "The two of them were really at each other's throats just now."
"That girl sure is formidable," Shu Xing smacked his lips.
"Grandpa, do you mind your grandson-in-law's background?" Yang Ruxin gave Shu Xing a teasing glance.
"As long as the person is good, the key is they must see eye-to-eye." Shu Xing, who might have valued family status in the past, has been through so much that he views these things lightly now. Xinxin may be just a farm girl, but she's better than any ladies from prominent families, and only such a girl is worthy of his grandson. Moreover, the grandson doesn't have the pressure of inheriting the family business, so following his heart is quite alright.
