Mingyue began to act foolishly again, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Why would Qingfeng and I follow him?"
Bai Yiran snorted coldly, "Can't you see? This kid's idea is to take everything from me, which naturally includes you two."
"In his dreams!" Mingyue gritted her teeth.
"Don't speak so harshly!" Xiao Ming took out a new lighter and lit a cigarette, "Old man, you're already past the prime of life, it's about time you retired and enjoyed your later years.
If you wish, anywhere in the world, pick any place, I'll cover all the expenses."
"Can I pick your house?"
Xiao Ming removed the cigarette from his mouth, speaking with utmost seriousness and gravity, "From the moment you enter my home, you are the grandfather to my child!"
A glint of light flashed in Bai Yiran's eyes, and a bit of ash fell onto the table.
"Why not your father?"
"I can treat you with as much filial piety as I would my own father, but let's skip the formal address, it feels awkward."
