"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Mu Chen choked again. He looked at his grandfather in shock. "I'm only fifteen years old!"
"Fifteen years old is fine. In ancient times, didn't they all start their own families and businesses at this age? But you're too useless. You have no prospects at all. Sigh. Can't you set up your own company behind grandfather's back?" The old man sighed. He picked up the soup beside him and drank it.
"Grandfather, do you think everyone is Feng Yulin? How can I set up a company at fifteen years old?" Other than people like Feng Yulin who had a strong background and strong abilities, who else could set up their own company when they were underage?
Unless a god descended from the heavens!
He muttered and continued eating.
"So you're the second one!"
"I can't do it."
"..."
The old man looked at his useless appearance and sighed. "Then study hard and fall in love. Grandfather won't be able to live much longer anyway. Everything in the Mu Family is yours."
He sipped the soup in his bowl lightly, looking as if he had aged ten years.
Mu Chen lowered his head and ate. "Grandfather, don't take on those jobs anymore. What kind of fate is there to help others..."
The old man smiled. "I don't have to take them unless you earn me ten million and let me know that you can support yourself. Don't wait for me to die and you'll have nothing."
Mu Chen tightened his grip on his chopsticks. "Alright."
The old man was stunned for a moment before a smile appeared on his lips. "This kid is still too young."
"Grandfather." Mu Chen stood up. "I'll prove it to you."
He walked to the sofa and picked up his school bag before turning around and heading upstairs.
When Auntie Qin came out with the spring rolls, she saw the old man eating alone. She was a little puzzled. "Eh, why did young master leave? My spring rolls just exploded."
The old master chuckled. "Put them in the fridge. He prefers cold food."
"Okay."
The old master drank some soup and stood up. He shouted to the housekeeper at the door, "Tell the people outside that I won't be receiving anyone tomorrow or the day after. My eldest grandson is back. I want to chat with him."
"Yes!" The housekeeper quickly walked out of the door. He went to talk to the people at the entrance of the community and told them not to wait.
...
Ling Jue returned home and threw Tang Yuan on the sofa. She threw her backpack into the room and changed into a pair of comfortable slippers before entering the bathroom.
Ten minutes later...
"Lord Jue, what's wrong?" Tang Yuan looked in the direction of the bathroom. "Are you constipated?"
"Get me a sanitary pad and come in for a while."
"Lord Jue, your relatives are here?"
"Hurry up!"
Tang Yuan smiled mischievously as it entered the room. It waited at the door with a WSJ in her arms.
Ling Jue opened the door, took the things, and closed the door.
"I didn't expect it to be another month so soon..." Tang Yuan flew to its phone and opened its own phone. It downloaded a menstrual reminder app.
"Lord Jue, I'll remind you before it comes here next time."
Ling Jue walked out and heard its words. She lay on the sofa, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Can you help me modify it?"
"Sure, Tang Yuan has the ability now." Tang Yuan looked up. "But, Lord Jue, this is different from small breasts, right? If you modify it, you might not be able to have children in the future. Just like in your previous life, you will never have your period."
"..."
Ling Jue lay on the sofa, a conflicted look on her face.
"Lord Jue." Tang Yuan hopped to her side. "Do you want to have children with the handsome young man?"