With a helpless shake of his head, Duan Tang continued, "When you go to my house later, if Grandpa says anything, please don’t mind it. He’s just like a child in temperament, always joking around."
An Yiqing smiled and nodded, "I understand. Grandpa Duan is like my own grandfather, he never treats me as an outsider, so how could I mind? I’ve been busy these days, but today I’m determined to spend some quality time with him."
In the Duan Family Mansion, as soon as Duan Yuntian learned that An Yiqing was coming, he immediately instructed the head chef to prepare many of her favorite dishes. Then he cheerfully changed into a set of new clothes and, leaning on a cane, personally waited at the main entrance, looking every bit like he was welcoming his own granddaughter.
When An Yiqing got out of the car, she saw Duan Yuntian at the main entrance, leaning on a cane and dressed in a long black robe.
She hurriedly took a few quick steps forward, extending her hand to support Duan Yuntian’s arm and said affectionately, "Grandpa Duan, why are you standing here? It’s windy outside; be careful not to catch a cold. You’ve only just recovered a few months ago; your body can’t withstand this sort of hassle."
Upon hearing this, Duan Yuntian snorted arrogantly, mumbling discontentedly, "Isn’t this all for waiting for a certain ungrateful wretch? All these days, not even a visit or a few phone calls. If it wasn’t for that boy Ruan Hao telling me today that you ran into Duan Tang, I wouldn’t even have caught you."
"Grandpa Duan, I’ve really been too busy lately. The Medicine Sect had some issues, which I’ve only just resolved. I was planning to make time to see you in a few days, but it’s good that you caught me today," An Yiqing said with a charming laugh, soothingly coaxing Duan Yuntian, "Girl Qing won’t leave this afternoon; I’ll stay and keep you company."
Having gotten the result he wanted, Duan Yuntian felt very satisfied, "That’s more like it. Girl Qing, what happened with the Medicine Sect? Was it serious? Does Grandpa Duan need to help out?"
"It’s okay, it was just some old grudges from decades ago, with some small fish and shrimps trying to jump around again," An Yiqing explained lightly, not wanting to worry Duan Yuntian too much.
"Alright, if there’s anything, Girl Qing, you have to speak up. Young people should be busy with their careers, of course, but you also need to rest occasionally. Look at that brat of mine, acting as if he’s sold himself to the Muyun Society, only returning home every few days. It leaves me, a lonely old man, guarding a big house all by myself. Sigh! Being old really makes one a nuisance~!" Duan Yuntian lamented playfully.
Watching his grandfather’s melodramatic complaining, even someone as gentle as Duan Tang felt his head beginning to ache faintly. He helplessly shook his head and said, "Grandpa..."
"What? Can’t handle a few words of truth?" Duan Yuntian glared at him, his eyebrows raised in question.
An Yiqing couldn’t stop giggling at the interaction between the Duan grandfather and grandson, "Now, Grandpa Duan, don’t give the Family Head such a hard time. If you keep this up, he’s going to lose all of his authority as the head of the Muyun Society."
"What’s the use of authority in front of one’s own family?" Duan Yuntian snorted arrogantly, then turned to An Yiqing with a beaming smile, "Girl Qing, you’re our Duan Family’s own. Honestly, I had originally planned for you to become my granddaughter-in-law. Who would have known the Gu family’s lad to move so quickly, not giving anyone else a chance? Sigh, truly. You two are about to get engaged, and here I am still without a granddaughter-in-law."
Upon hearing this, An Yiqing knew right away, Grandpa Duan was about to start complaining again; it seemed his desire for her to become a Duan family bride was still very much alive.