Yu Qishan's face seemed to turn white one moment and red the next. "Xiangnian, whose side are you on now?!"
"That doesn't matter, Grandfather." Yu Xiangnian looked at Li Shaoling. "The important thing here is my hopes that my cousin wouldn't have to live out her days in hate right after we found her again. I've had enough—everyone's had enough."
Yu Qishan knew that Yu Xiangnian was right, but there was no way he would lose face as an elder just like that.
"Where is my Qing'er?" He snorted coldly. "Let me see her!"
Li Shaoling slowly took a seat on the sofa and said, "She's sleeping. Or would you rather disturb her?"
Yu Qishan was left speechless by his irritation with the two men.
"Grandfather, please take a seat have some tea." Yu Xiangnian helped Qishan to sit and brought him a cup of tea, smiling. "You don't have to worry about Cousin either, because someone is taking care of her."
