After a moment, Grandfather Lu suppressed his astonishment, forcefully smacked the table, and roared, "Nonsense! What do you take me for? A three-year-old? Do you actually try to deceive me like this?"
"Grandpa, I'm not lying to you." Lu Yixiao looked at him anxiously, "Yiran...he truly is the person I love most. When I was traveling in France, I came across him leisurely sitting by the Seine River, immersed in the scenic view. Just one look and I knew, he was the one I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. As we were both Chinese, we had no communication difficulties. We discussed our dreams and shared our interests. Grandpa, he is truly the most suitable person for me!"
"Nonsense!" The old man was so agitated that he was almost speechless, repeatedly uttering these two words.
"Grandpa, don't be angry."
