Zhu Huimin was furious. She had spiced up her tale quite a bit and even managed to push Fang Yi onto the opposing side of the aristocratic family. She thought her grandfather would be angry, but what was going on now? Not angry at all but, on the contrary, he seemed to really appreciate that guy.
Zhu Huimin was flabbergasted. She just couldn't understand it at all. What happened to the expected anger? What happened to the promised lecture? Her grandfather was really not giving her any face, was he? Now Zhu Huimin truly understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot and to be outsmarted by one's own cleverness.
Actually, what Zhu Huimin didn't know was why her grandfather appreciated Fang Yi. The reason was simple—because Zhu Youde had risen from the lower echelons of society.
