"I can't believe we spoiled that brat for nothing, where is he when we need him?" Old Master Quan grumbled resentfully.
Mrs Quan laughed at her husband's words. She looked at him,"Weren't you always worried about Jingwu not settling down? Now that he's finally found someone he likes, what's still not satisfactory?"
Old Master Quan huffed in response, and went on playing chess with Quan Mingxuan.
"Grandpa, any first move is strong and puts the other on the defensive. Truth be told, with that third grandson's character, I'm not surprised he'd do this," Quan Mingxuan stated leisurely.
Thinking of the person who would stab his metaphorical brothers to win over his wife infuriated him. The fact that the guy made him serve as a breakfast delivery person early in the morning was just unforgivable. He wanted to fling him into the Pacific Ocean.
"Oh, yeah, big brother, when is Jian Qing's car arriving?" Quan Yifei suddenly remembered the matter of the car dealer and glanced at him.
