Yan Zhengchen raised his dark brows. "It's not the first time Auntie has asked me to take care of you. I can't let her expectations down."
Gong Lu couldn't out-talk him, so he continued the topic from before. "Grandpa and Grandma are already old now. We have to discuss this with Jiaojiao and see how we should deal with it."
"It's actually simple." With a cigarette in his mouth, Yan Zhengchen looked less cold and serious than usual, appearing more frivolous. "Send more bodyguards to guard the residence and don't let 117's people in to disturb Grandpa and Grandma. The 117's people aren't bandits. If the bodyguards don't let them in, they wouldn't dare to barge into the residence."
"Grandpa and Grandma will never agree to that," Gong Lu said with certainty.
He knew their grandparents' temper too well.
Although the two elders were old, their style remained unchanged.
