Old Sir Lu looked at the obedient and courteous Mo Wenwan and nodded: "You're still the sensible one. Go make some tea; the tea set is in the kitchen. Lu Xing, go help your girlfriend."
"Got it, Grandpa."
Lu Xing, seeing Old Sir Lu had a good impression of Mo Wenwan, felt some different emotions stirring in his heart. He picked up the gift box Qin Miaomiao had just put down and headed to the kitchen with Mo Wenwan.
Suddenly feeling an immense sense of awkwardness, Qin Miaomiao glanced at Lu Qing in surprise, and the two exchanged a quick look.
Old Sir Lu didn't pay any more attention to them and, instead, walked to the living room to turn on the television.
"Don't take it to heart—Grandpa is just being stubborn. He'll come around in a few days."
Qin Miaomiao nodded: "I know Grandpa is angry with me."
"Alright, let's go over there."
