With that, Ling Chuan went to the kitchen without waiting for her reply.
Qi Yan hurriedly followed him and answered cutely, "Oh, I think he went out. Grandpa woke up early this morning.
"Oh, right, you're looking for Grandpa…"
Qi Yan subconsciously wanted to rub shoulders with Ling Chuan, but the man suddenly turned around. His figure was dark and cold, and he seemed to be giving off an indescribable sense of disgust?
Qi Yan instinctively stepped back and obediently didn't say anything else.
On the other side, Ling Chuan deftly picked up the wine that Grandpa Qi had hidden under the cupboard and also picked up two sets of cutlery in passing, before he turned around and walked out the door.
Standing delicately on the side, Qi Yan meekly made way for him.
The man's gaze was cold and he didn't look at her at all. He was like a gust of wind, and was just about to leave.
