Even because of this awkwardness, the little girl didn't dare to look up at Xie Qikan. Her long, thick eyelashes curled with a hint of unease, making her look exceptionally beautiful.
"Good that you know. If you can't accomplish something, why agree to it?"
Xie Qikan's expression remained sour, as if someone owed him eight billion dollars, looking like he couldn't be more unwilling.
He was overacting a bit. The old man pressed his lips together awkwardly. In truth, the old man was quite clear in his heart—if the little girl so much as flirted with him just a little, even gave him just one coquettish glance...
The self-restraint he prided himself on would instantly evaporate when it came to the woman he loved.
"Actually, you just need to fulfill Grandpa's wish."
The air froze for a few minutes, as if suppressing the bitterness and frustration in his heart. Xie Qikan teased lightly.
"Hmph. Dream on."
