NOVPUBChapter 289: 289, Grandfather Jing’s Heart Attack Strategy (2)_1
Chapter 289: 289, Grandfather Jing’s Heart Attack Strategy (2)_1
Old Master Jian stroked his beard, a sharp look flashing through his eyes, “That boy Quan Jingwu is unfathomable, even I can’t see through him, with Little Qingqing with him, I’m only worried that she will get hurt.”
Uncle Qin about to say something, when a knock on the door suddenly resounded.
“Dududu––”
Old Master Jian nodded slightly, Uncle Qin understood and went to open the door.
“Uncle Qin!”
Jian Qing smiled lightly as she saw the person who opened the door.
Uncle Qin opened the door, letting the two of them in.
“Little Qingqing, how come you’ve also come?” Old Master Jian saw that Jian Qing also had come, his face showing a loving smile.
Jian Qing smiled, “Doesn’t Grandpa welcome me?”
“How could that be!” Old Master Jian laughed, then turned his eyes to Quan Jingwu, “Little Qingqing, I have something to talk with him.”
Jian Qing raised her eyebrows and joked, “Is there a secret that I’m not allowed to hear?”
“I’m not as scary as a tiger, there’s no need to be afraid that I will eat him.” Old Master Jian laughed and chided.
Jian Qing’s lips curled up slightly, she glanced at Quan Jingwu, then left the room, followed by Uncle Qin.
For a moment, only Quan Jingwu and Old Master Jian were left in the study room.
Old Master Jian’s eyes examined the man standing across him, he was casually standing there, but his compelling presence was still impossible to ignore.
He had to admit, the young man in front of him was outstanding, yet his own Little Qingqing wasn’t inferior.
Quan Jingwu made calm eye contact with Old Master Jian. Unhurried and patient, standing quietly yet not losing any of his imposing air.
After a while, Old Master Jian was the first to speak, “Sit down.”
Quan Jingwu walked over and sat across him.
Once he sat down, Old Master Jian’s eyes involuntarily fell on the bracelet on his wrist.
After a moment, he looked up at him, his face became serious, and he said in a solemn voice, “Quan Jingwu, since Little Qingqing brought you back and gave you this bracelet, it means she has chosen you. She’s the treasure I, Jian Qing, hold in my hand.
If you dare to let her suffer a bit, or make her sad, the Jian Family will never let you off.”
Like grandfather, like grandson. Jian Luo’s language to warn Quan Jingwu was no different from Old Master Jian’s.
Quan Jingwu’s thin lips curled peacfully, “I can’t promise anything, but, she is my whole world.”
As he said this, his seductive purple eyes were full of unexpressed love.
Old Master Jian had been through a lot in his life, he had shown the same look himself.
Cold-hearted people, once they fall in love, it’s for a lifetime.
His face eased slightly, “I hope you remember what you said today.”
“Grandpa, there’s another important thing I wanted to discuss with you during this visit.” Quan Jingwu began softly, the term ‘grandpa’ falling naturally from his lips.
Old Master Jian stared at him suspiciously, waiting for him to continue.
“I want to get engaged to darling.” He said bluntly, no beating around the bush.
“Engaged?” Old Master Jian was taken aback.
Quan Jingwu nodded, speaking in a serious tone, “If Grandpa thinks it’s too slow, we can get married directly.”
Old Master Jian, “…”
Did he say it was too slow?
He had to consider the engagement, never mind the marriage.
Feeling that his thoughts were being led astray by Quan Jingwu, Old Master Jian quickly turned the conversation back, “Have you mentioned this to Little Qingqing?”
Quan Jingwu shook his head, “I want to surprise her.”
Old Master Jian was slightly stunned, he couldn’t help but think of his past self.
“Let me think about this.”
Engagement was a big deal, it couldn’t be taken lightly.
A flash of hidden light passed through Quan Jingwu’s purple eyes, his lips lightly parted, “Grandpa, don’t you want to see your great-granddaughter or great-grandson?”
Aiming for the heart, there’s no denying that Quan Jingwu’s words hit Old Master Jian’s soft spot.
The irresistible appeal of a cute little baby was across the board for the elderly.
Old Master Jian glanced at him, and his heart was filled with indecision.
He was getting old, he didn’t know how many years he had left. If he could see Little Qingqing getting married and having children, that would be the best.
“Let me think, let me think.” He waved his hand.
Quan Jingwu caught a glimpse of relaxation in the old man’s eyes, his thin lips slightly curled into a smile.
Downstairs, in the living room
Nobody knew what Quan Jingwu and Old Master Jian talked about in the study room, but when the two of them came downstairs, Jian Luo and the others were frozen still.
Quan Jingwu was helping Old Master Jian, the atmosphere between them quite harmonious.
Jian Luo looked at Quan Jingwu with a probing gaze, did he brainwash Grandpa? It seemed like Grandpa was on his side now.
What happened? It wasn’t like this before.
He was counting on Grandpa to put Quan Jingwu in his place, the script seemed to be going wrong.
Jian Luo stepped forward, taking Old Master Jian from Quan Jingwu, whispering in his ear, “Grandpa, did he serve you some kind of love potion?”
Old Master Jian tapped his head, laughed and scolded, “Quit talking nonsense.”
Jian Luo rubbed his head, if not, why did Grandpa’s attitude towards Quan Jingwu change so fast?
“Where is he going to stay tonight?” He asked knowingly.
“Little Qingqing’s room is big, it’s no problem for two people to stay.” Old Master Jian said with a chuckle, less discontentedly than before when he looked at Quan Jingwu.
“…”
This time, Jian Luo and the others were shocked.
Grandpa’s attitude changed too fast, it was like a complete reversal.
What on earth did Quan Jingwu do to Grandpa?
Jian Qing was also surprised, after all, she had thought that her Grandpa would arrange a separate room for Quan Jingwu before she came back, and she didn’t expect him to agree to them staying together.
She looked up at the man beside her, wondering what he had said to her Grandpa in the study room that would have swayed Grandpa’s heart over so quickly.
Quan Jingwu accepted probing gazes from Jian Luo and the others calmly. Seeing the deflated faces of Bai Jue and Black Jack, his thin lips formed a slight curve.
If they wanted to see him make a fool of himself, there wouldn’t even be a door crack for them to peek through.
