If Ye Tianxin met him in other places, she would definitely think that he was an eminent monk.
"Grandpa."
Old man Li glanced coldly at Li Qingcang and said, "Come with me."
Old man Li handed the umbrella in his hand to Ye Tianxin, who took the umbrella and stood aside silently.
Li Qingcang held Ye Tianxin's hand and said to Old Man Li, "Grandpa, this is my fiancée, Ye Tianxin."
"Little girl, you look less than twenty years old, don't you? Did this brat abduct you?"
Ye Tianxin said softly with a smile, "No, Grandpa. I like brother Li."
"What's so good about this brat?"
"He's great in every way imaginable."
Old man Li shook his head. Li Qingcang patted his chest and indicated that he was all right.
Old man Li looked at his grandson in the house. He knew what he said would hurt them if he said it now.
"Qingcang, are you sure about this little girl?"
