"Grandpa, why are you throwing a tantrum so early in the morning?"
"Hmph..."
The old Jing patriarch grunted lightly, and Jing Dad and Jing Mom, wary of the old man's authority, didn't dare make much noise.
As for the three older sisters of Jing Rui, they had started their own businesses after graduation and had been living independently. In fact, on ordinary days, only the old patriarch, Jing Dad, and Jing Mom were at the Jing household.
"You still don't want to tell me that girl's name?"
"Grandpa, asking a girl's name is extremely impolite. Could you please not get involved in our affairs, okay?"
"Scoundrel!"
The old Jing patriarch, furious, put down his chopsticks and scolded, "I fed you so much strawberry cake when you were little, and now I think it really was like feeding a dog."
Jing Rui: "..."
Those were harsh words.
It looked like the old patriarch was really hot-tempered.
Jing Rui sat next to his grandfather, the corners of his dark pupils tightening slightly.
