As Duan Yanhao listened, he frowned, and his grip on his phone tightened. "Grandfather, you used to say that you'll be fine with any woman that I like."
"But she still cannot have an unknown past!"
"Grandfather, do you trust He Meichun or me?"
Old Master Duan chuckled, "Young lad, you're so good with your words now. I'll trust you, as long as you come home for the new year this time."
Duan Yanhao pursed his lips. Since Old Master Duan had already found out about this, he could no longer hide it from him. "Grandfather, I can't. I have to keep her company."
Old Master Duan felt rather displeased deep down. After all, he ought to be the most important person to his grandson. "Is she more important than me?"
"No, but the feelings I have for her are different. Grandfather, you and I share kinship, but I love her."
Hearing those words, Old Master Duan blushed. "Young lad, why are you telling me this?"
