Li Yuechan looked at Long Chen's guilty expression and was filled with anger.
"You b*stard, don't tell me you're really after Li Yueyue?"
"How is that possible? Yuechan, am I such an insensible person in your eyes?" Long Chen said with a straight face.
"Hmph, who knows? let's go, let's go. Let's go see Grandpa."
Li Yuechan pulled Long Chen along.
A moment later, the two of them met Old Master Li, Li Chunqian, in the study.
The old man was wearing reading glasses and holding a magnifying glass. He was seriously observing a painting that looked quite old.
When he saw Long Chen and Li Yuechan enter, he slowly put down the magnifying glass and said with a smile, "Have a seat."
"Grandpa, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you look better."
Li Yue walked forward with a smile.
"You little girl, don't just pick on the nice things to say. Sit down first. Grandpa will have a good chat with you."
