Third person POV
After lunch, Tang Xiyu politely excused herself. "I'll just go to the washroom," she said with a gentle smile before slipping out of the room.
The moment the door closed behind her, the warm, lively atmosphere vanished instantly. Su Ye's charming smile disappeared as if someone wiped it off his face, replaced by his usual cold, indifferent expression.
Even Grandpa Su's kindly demeanor hardened. He leaned back, his sharp, aged eyes fixing on his grandson. He snorted. "Yuyu is a good child. If you don't plan on treating her properly, then divorce her."
Su Ye's eyebrow lifted lazily. "Are you really my grandfather?"
Grandpa Su glared. "Just because you can fool her with that flirty, warm face of yours, don't think I don't know what your real personality is like. If you don't like that girl, leave her."
"Who said I don't like her?" Su Ye replied calmly.
Grandpa Su froze.
