Mu Hui was speechless. Did this old man really think that his grandson was a hot commodity?
Fine, Mu Hui had to admit that Fu Siye was indeed outstanding.
Mu Hui waved her hand nonchalantly. She did not take it to heart. Instead, she replied, "Let's talk about it in the future."
Old Master Fu was still worried. He asked, "Don't tell me you're really interested in my grandson?"
Mu Hui smiled faintly. She then replied, "Grandpa Fu, aren't you afraid that one day, you'll cry and beg me to marry your grandson?"
"Impossible!"
Old Master Fu denied it flatly. Fu Siye who seemed to be kicked around like a piece of commodity pretended not to hear anything that they were saying.
However, he noticed that Mu Hui's face was a little pale. He frowned and approached her.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine..."
Mu Hui shook her head. Suddenly, her vision turned dark and she fell forward.
