An Kefang's eyes instantly lit up.
"Grandpa, is what Xiao Ming said true? You were forced into it, right?"
An Xianhe didn't answer.
The light in the girl's eyes dimmed momentarily before tears welled up, and, grasping Xiao Ming's sleeve, she said sadly, "Mr. Xiao, what on earth is going on?"
Xiao Ming smiled at her, "Call me brother, and I'll tell you."
An Kefang's mind went blank for a split second, her emotions interrupted, and she didn't even know if she should continue crying.
"Bro... brother Xiao?"
"Good! Remember to be sweeter next time," he said.
After patting the back of the girl's hand, Xiao Ming turned back to face An Xianhe, "The situation is actually not complicated at all. You can't figure it out because you've made the assumption that 'grandpa is a good person.'
In fact, though he wasn't the one in charge, no one forced him; he merely followed orders.
Of course, he was all too willing to do so in his heart."
