Mason Bennett raised an eyebrow, looking blankly at the old lady, "Take down what?"
The Bennett family matriarch covered her mouth and laughed for a good while, her crow's feet crinkling at the corners of her eyes.
"Oh, you child, what's there to be embarrassed about with Grandma?"
Mason frowned, getting more and more confused.
"But Bella is still young, you have to restrain yourself a bit, and remember, our Bennett men must be responsible."
Listening to his grandma getting more and more outrageous, Mason just felt a headache. He had always found it hard to understand his grandma's way of thinking.
"Why do I have to be responsible for him?"
And what does he need to restrain?
"You child." The old lady looked at him unhappily.
"You've done this and that to the person, and you still don't want to be responsible? Even if it hasn't gone all the way, you still have to be responsible."
Mason looked at the old lady in front of him, his face darkening.
