Grandpa Ye was sitting on the sofa, wearing reading glasses and scrolling through his phone. He had short hair and wore a Tang suit, giving him an indescribable air of refinement. He was also very energetic and full of vitality.

Judging from the faint sounds coming from his phone, he must have seen a girl dancing the victory dance in Peacekeeper Elite.

The familiar music and melody made me want to dance along.

The old man slid down again, onto the giant pendulum.

Another confession dance.

The old man has turned his phone into a gathering place for young women.

That's how you build up an account.

He's quite fashionable for his age, which proves the saying that a man is a boy until he dies.

Studies have found that looking at beautiful women can help extend lifespan.

This isn't just hearsay; it's true.

Upon hearing his granddaughter's voice, the old man quickly turned off his phone, took off his reading glasses, and went outside.

"grandfather!"

"Oh, my dear granddaughter is here." The old man gently hugged his granddaughter, his face full of affection.

"Hello, sir." Li Changfeng greeted him in return.

"Changfeng, come and sit down."

"Thank you." Li Changfeng put down the gift and sat up straight on the sofa.

"It's fine if you come, but why bring a gift? You're treating me like an outsider," Old Master Ye complained.

"This is just a small token of my appreciation, nothing too valuable. Please accept it, sir."

"The young man is very polite," Grandpa Ye praised.

"The old man seems to be a bit feverish lately," Li Changfeng noticed with his sharp eyes.

No one should question his medical skills, so there must be some truth to the claim that he was suffering from internal heat.

"Hehe, is that so?" The old man seemed a little awkward.

He's always scrolling through videos of pretty girls, each one more beautiful than the last under beauty filters, dressed provocatively, especially the dancers—they have no sense of boundaries, it's so exciting! It's no wonder the old man gets agitated.

No matter how old you are, you're still a man, and it's perfectly normal for you to have thoughts at certain times.

"Drinking more chrysanthemum tea should help the old man," Li Changfeng said casually.

"If you exercise more regularly and find some outdoor hobbies, this little fire is nothing to be afraid of."

"I'm planning to grow some flowers and plants and learn Tai Chi recently." There are so many green plants in the yard, it seems the old man doesn't take care of them himself.

He wouldn't open his eyes and immediately start watching short videos endlessly, would he?

That's incredibly powerful.

Why not find him a younger girlfriend?

For someone like the old man, finding an eighteen-year-old wouldn't be a problem at all; it would be a piece of cake.

The old lady passed away five or six years ago, so she is considered widowed and it is reasonable for her to find someone else.

You can't just spend your days watching videos.

“The old man is currently not involved in the company and is retired at home, enjoying his retirement. Growing some flowers and plants and practicing Tai Chi is indeed a good choice,” Li Changfeng nodded.

"You can also go to some high-end places to play golf. In short, going out more often is good for your health."

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Old Master Ye laughed heartily, not angry at all.

"Grandpa, you're so busy chatting with Li Changfeng that you've forgotten about your own granddaughter," Ye Zihan said unhappily.

Even the most aloof woman is just a little girl in front of her family.

"Unforgettable, come! Sit next to Grandpa!" Grandpa Ye patted the seat next to him, then looked up. "Aunt Liu, everyone's here, let's start eating."

"Yes, sir." Aunt Liu is the family's housekeeper, taking care of the old man's daily life. She has been in this family for nearly twenty years and has been very dedicated to her duties.

Knowing everything about the old man.

This includes what they like to eat, what they enjoy, what time they go to bed, what time they wake up, and all sorts of habits.

The table was laden with a variety of dishes, all made at home, clean, hygienic, and nutritionally balanced.

It looks delicious.

"Changfeng, since you're here, have a drink with me."

"Grandpa, you're too old to drink alcohol, it's bad for your health," Ye Zihan said with concern, trying to dissuade him.

"A person should live life to the fullest and do whatever they want. If you can't do this or that, what's the point of life?"

"I know you mean well, but the more constraints you have, the less interesting life becomes."

"Why not get drunk and sing? Life is short." The old man was insightful and open-minded, and his theory struck a chord with the heart.

Life is tiring enough; what's wrong with indulging in a little bit of what you want?

The old man is over seventy years old, so there's no need to worry about so much. Eating and drinking as usual is the right thing to do.

It's not like I'm a heavy drinker; having a few drinks when guests come over is no problem.

“The old man is right, I’ll pour you some wine,” Li Changfeng agreed.

"Fill it up," Old Master Ye said generously.

"Come on, cheers!"

"Let's have one."

Ye Zihan was helpless; she couldn't persuade them, so she just let them be.

Too much interference only leads to more trouble.

The two men drank with great passion, unlike others. A two-ounce cup would take at least six sips, but they usually finished it in two sips.

It only gradually slowed down after it had consumed about a pound.

"Changfeng, thank you so much for protecting and caring for Zihan over the past two months. Without you, Zihan wouldn't be sitting here safely." Old Master Ye expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

"Of course."

"No, a young talent like you is too rare. I'm afraid no one else could guarantee Zihan's safety."

"I know your abilities," Old Master Ye said with a smile. "Your lineage determines your capabilities."

"The best of the best, the dragon among men."

"Grandpa, I'm curious how you got in touch with my master? You two are very close?" Li Changfeng came here on his master's orders. This mission was arranged by his master. If the old man doesn't know his master, how could they have reached an agreement?

"We met when we were young and have kept in touch all these years." Old Master Ye spoke vaguely, not explaining too clearly.

"Your master is a very self-centered person. Asking him to do something is harder than climbing to heaven. It took me a lot of effort to get him to agree."

"My master has a terrible temper and is very stubborn." Li Changfeng is not afraid of death; he criticizes his master in front of outsiders.

"He may smell bad, but he's a good person," Grandpa Ye affirmed. "He has no bad intentions and wouldn't do anything immoral."

"Speaking of which, Changfeng, how old are you this year?"

“I’m twenty-one,” Li Changfeng replied.

Are you married?

"Does the old man think I'm a married man?" Li Changfeng smiled wryly.

He is not married, but he has other women.

Wasn't the senior sister taken down by him?

"Men should marry when they are of age and women should marry when they are of age. You are over twenty and it's time to get married."

"What do you think of my son, Zihan?" The old man changed the subject quickly, catching everyone off guard.

"Grandpa, what are you saying?" Ye Zihan, sitting next to him, was very shy. No one knows a grandfather better than his granddaughter, and she roughly guessed what her grandfather meant.

"Zihan is young, beautiful, rich, has a perfect figure, is cultured, tasteful, and has inner qualities and refinement. She's a girl who's one in a thousand." Li Changfeng wasn't exaggerating; the facts were right in front of him. Was there a single lie in her words?

Upon hearing that all flowers were blooming, Ye Zihan was secretly delighted, feeling a sweet sense of satisfaction.

"Then I'll give it to you as a wife, but you don't want it."