After getting to the castle, the old man's booming voice carried over to them even before they could enter, "You little brat, finally remembered to come back, have I? How did I end up with such an undutiful child."
Then, catching sight of Qinghe's figure, the old man let out a loud cry, utterly devoid of dignity as he rushed over and grasped Qinghe's hand, "Girl, you haven't visited your grandpa in so long, ah, I've really missed you to death. Come here, let me have a look at you, why do you seem a bit thinner? I always say there's nothing like home. Look at you before, staying here for a while and getting all plump and rosy-cheeked, so delightful to behold."
The old man was blatantly lying through his teeth. Qinghe was that typical kind of person who could eat and eat and not gain weight, much to the envy of many. Not to mention others, even the girls in her dormitory couldn't help but feel jealous seeing her eat whatever she wanted without getting fat.
