Zhuo Junyue, upon hearing the word 'boyfriend', wasn't well at all.
His face turned as black as the legendary judge Bao Gong in his second life.
"Grandma, I am very sure, I like women, don't ask me these irrelevant questions," He retorted.
Zhuo Zhengxiu looked on as his son's temper flared up, worried he would leave without eating dinner.
He cleared his throat lightly, "Mother, let's sit down, eat and talk."
The old lady felt reassured as Zhuo Junyue agreed, "Junyue, when will you bring someone to meet your grandmother?"
Zhuo Junyue's face turned even darker than earlier. He indeed wanted to bring that little one to meet his grandmother.
The old woman was still quite observant. She noticed her grandson's mood worsening.
Frowning, she said, "Junyue, you aren't still fixated on that girl who was meant to bring good fortune, are you? Didn't they say she has passed away? Three years have already passed. If she hadn't died, how could she not be found?"
