Nie Songping's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly incredibly embarrassed. Ever since he learned that Nie Chenyuan had feelings for Qingyun, he couldn't control or bear to control his precious grandson, yet he felt guilty towards Qingyun. Torn between these conflicting emotions, he eventually moved to another residence to avoid seeing or being bothered by her. Therefore, Nie Songping was still unaware that Qingyun and Nie Chenyuan were already together.
He was torn between feeling embarrassed for his grandson and worrying that Qingyun would be angry if she saw this in public. He could only manage a forced smile as he spoke to the family heads who were staring intently at him: "Well... children grow up and have their own ideas..."
Upon hearing this, the old foxes immediately understood what was going on and sat back down in their seats, their eyes scanning each other as they tried to figure out which guy had gotten there first and shoved his granddaughter into the bag.
The arena was repaired briefly, and the match continued. Nie Chenyuan then fought his way through the competition, his powerful physique and formidable energy astonishing everyone, earning the Nie family considerable prestige.
However, Nie Songping, sitting in the private room, wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Of course, before that, he wanted to slap Nie Chenyuan, that shameless bastard, to death.
This guy was like a male peacock spreading its tail feathers, constantly showering kisses on the Nie family's private room, first showing off his skills and then trying to win their favor, making everyone around him murmur in their hearts.
Who is the young lady in the private room? Why is the usually indifferent young master Nie so attentive to her?
Zou Qiyao had provoked him time and time again, and Qingyun hadn't intervened because he believed Zou Minchen could handle it himself. But now it seemed he had been overthinking it.
Sensing the change in Qingyun's emotions, Zou Minchen panicked and dropped the spatula on the ground with a clatter.
"Cheng Nuo, let me explain..." Zou Minchen quickly wrapped his arms around Qingyun.
Qingyun chuckled softly, reaching out to wrap his arms around Zou Minchen's neck. His jade-like hand even stroked Zou Minchen's stubble-covered chin, but his gaze grew increasingly inscrutable.
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