Old Master Lu was speechless.
He couldn't figure out how outstanding Nan Yan was for Grandpa An to keep praising her.
After all, even his four grandsons had never received a single compliment from that damned old man, An Kangpeng.
Lu Lehua could not stand it anymore. He stood up and questioned," Dad, aren't you afraid that your grandchildren will be sad when you say that?"
In her eyes, the most outstanding one was her eldest son. Of course, her other sons were not bad either.
Even An Muyao was many times better than Nan Yan, this mischievous daughter.
However, none of them heard a single word of praise from Old Master An. There was not even a smile or affection.
How could Nan Yan, who had only returned to the An family for two years, get all this so easily?
Just how biased was his heart?
Or did Nan Yan do something to him to make him dote on him so much?
