Old Yan was stunned for a moment, then glared at him unhappily: "Stop being so careless, and don't scare her later!"
"Oh, such a treasure!"
Yan Zhipeng instantly became interested, his eyes gleaming with interest: "What exactly do you like about her?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat?"
Old Yan's face darkened instantly, and he slapped him on the back of the head without mercy.
"Hey, why did you hit me?"
Yan Zhipeng stroked the back of his head, looking aggrieved: "You are the one who misunderstood. What I said was not nonsense at all."
"Humph, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will peel off your skin!"
"Don't be like that!"
Yan Zhipeng shuddered and gave a flattering smile: "Can't you even take a joke?"
Master Yan: “…”
"Grandpa, I'm really curious!"
Seeing that Mr. Yan was silent, Yan Zhipeng couldn't help but speak again: "How do you know her?"
Based on the old man's experience, he wouldn't be fooled by a little girl, right?
Thinking of this, Yan Zhipeng narrowed his eyes slightly, then quickly returned to normal, looking cynical.
"I met her in the countryside a few years ago."
Mr. Yan was filled with emotion and was very pleased: "A simple and kind child is worthy of love."
Yan Zhipeng: “…”
Is there something wrong with this statement?
It makes it seem like he's not worthy of love!
The hall suddenly became quiet, but the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Mr. Yan ignored Yan Zhipeng and drank his tea leisurely.
"Why do I feel a faint fragrance?"
Yan Zhipeng looked around in confusion and looked at Old Yan in confusion: "Grandpa, what kind of tea are you drinking?"
"you guess."
A hint of smugness appeared on Old Yan's face, and he became as childish as an old naughty boy: "There's a prize for guessing it right."
Yan Zhipeng: “…”
Could this grandpa be possessed by something?
Why are you suddenly playing such tricks?
But... you don't want to trick him, do you?
Thinking of this, Yan Zhipeng sat up straight with a serious face, looking at Mr. Yan very seriously, but pursed his lips and said nothing.
Old Yan was so confused by his gaze that he couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at, little brat?"
It's so disrespectful. Looking at him like that makes him feel uncomfortable!
"Grandpa, just speak frankly!"
Yan Zhipeng looked at Old Yan with a burning gaze, and asked seriously, "What do you want me to do?"
"What's the meaning?"
Old Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at him with confusion and disdain: "What can I ask you to do?"
Yan Zhipeng: “…”
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have forgotten it."
Boss Yan frowned and looked at him dimly: "Have you completed the task I asked you to do?"
Yan Zhipeng's handsome face froze for a moment, and he scratched his head: "Grandpa, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me? That clove tea is not that easy to find, it will take time!"
"uh-huh!"
Old Yan snorted coldly and took another sip of tea leisurely: "So useless, even worse than a girl!"
"What's the meaning?"
Yan Zhipeng looked at him in confusion, bewildered. "Grandpa, you shouldn't look down on me like that, right?"
"Do you know what I drank?"
"ah?"
Yan Zhipeng was a little confused by the change of topic: "What do you want to drink?"
"Lilac tea!"
Old Yan snorted coldly and glared at Yan Zhipeng unhappily: "This is what my granddaughter gave me, can you give it to me?"
"How is that possible?"
Yan Zhipeng's eyes widened in disbelief: "You weren't fooled by her, were you?"
If clove tea is so easy to buy, why would he still need to worry?
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