"Please don't say that. You'll definitely live to a hundred years old. You see, Young Master Jing and Miss He are in love with each other now. You'll have to live well to see your great-grandson after their wedding." Butler Li comforted him with a bitter smile.
"You actually know how to coax me." Old Master Jing's white hair was dyed golden in the morning light, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together when he smiled. "I'm afraid I'll be over 90 years old by then. It's going to be difficult."
"What's so difficult about it? Can't you just urge them? I can see that these two children are very filial," Butler Li advised kindly. "As long as you urge them to give birth to the children as soon as possible, you can look forward to that day sooner, right?"
