Little Qi skipped and hopped to Han Fei's feet, hugged his leg tightly, and said with a face full of anticipation, "Grandpa, tell me a story about the invincible Monkey King!"
Han Fei smiled and patted Xiao Qi's head gently, saying, "You should go find your third brother. He knows the story of Sun Wukong very well and can tell it vividly and interestingly."
"No, I don't want to listen to Third Brother, I want to listen to Grandpa." Xiao Qi insisted, her little face full of expectation for her grandfather.
"Grandpa is entertaining guests. I'll tell you about it tonight."
"Then let's pinky swear! Grandpa, you have to tell me tonight!" Xiaoqi blinked her bright eyes, her face full of longing for the story.
Grandpa smiled and made a pinky promise with her, saying, "Of course, we made a pinky promise, Grandpa will never forget it."
Xiaoqi smiled contentedly and skipped away.
Han Fei smiled and gestured for Tang Shan and his grandfather to sit down, then poured them each a cup of fragrant tea.
Tang Shan accepted the teacup, repeatedly expressing his gratitude, his expression full of thanks.
However, Old Master Tang merely glanced at Tang Shan and snorted.
"You two clearly have feelings for each other, why act like you have a deep-seated hatred?" Han Fei said with a faint smile.
"Who cares about him!" "I don't care about that old man at all!" Tang Shan and Grandpa Tang retorted almost in unison, but their words revealed a hint of awkwardness that was not easily detected.
"You brat, who are you calling an old man!" Old Master Tang's eyes widened, clearly annoyed by his grandson's disrespectful words.
"It's you, you old geezer!" Tang Shan glared back defiantly.
"You, you, you're asking for a beating!" Old Master Tang was so angry that he glared and made a move to strike.
"Go ahead and hit me, kill me if you want!" Tang Shan didn't dodge or flinch, looking like he had nothing to lose.
Han Fei tapped the table: "Gentlemen, if you didn't care about each other, you wouldn't have come here one after the other today."
"Old Tang, you came here just for your grandson's sake, didn't you?"
"Little Tang, you came here because you were worried about your grandfather, didn't you?"
"I……"
"I……"
Under Han Fei's insightful and discerning gaze, the grandfather and grandson fell silent. Their eyes met, then quickly looked away, and a blush rose to their ears at the same time.
"You two are like two peas in a pod, equally stubborn, equally concerned with saving face, and equally inflexible, which is why you've ended up in this stalemate."
His gaze fell on Tang Shan, as if he could see right through him. He asked casually, "Tang Shan, rumors are circulating that your fiancée is pregnant. What are your thoughts on that?"
Tang Shan raised his head, his gaze firm and composed: "If she is willing to spend her life with me, I will naturally marry her and take on the responsibilities of a husband. If she has concerns and is unwilling to marry me, but is willing to leave the child behind, I, Tang Shan, will be the child's father and will do my best to raise him. Of course, if she chooses to take the child away, I will respect her decision."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Tang's expression changed drastically. He pounded the ground forcefully, roaring with undeniable authority, "How can the bloodline of our Tang family be allowed to flow outside! This matter is not open to discussion!"
"That's the child's biological mother, the baby she carried for ten months and gave birth to. If she doesn't want to give it to me, how dare I try to take it from her?"
"Why are you still defending her!"
“This isn’t about helping her, it’s about being reasonable. We want children, and so do they. As a man, I have to have some class and give in to her.”
Old Master Tang was so angry that his beard trembled: "That's your first child! How can you just give it away like that! I will never allow the Tang family bloodline to be lost to the outside world!"
"Grandpa, don't worry, I can have more children in the future."
"Absolutely not! I strongly oppose it!"
"You stubborn old man, why won't you listen to advice!"
"You damned fool, why are you so stubborn and won't see the light!"
Grandpa Tang was furious. He grabbed his cane and was about to strike Tang Shan with it.
However, Han Fei reacted quickly, grabbing the end of the cane and stopping Old Master Tang's impulsive behavior.
"Calm down, don't act impulsively."
"What should I do, Brother Han? Please give me some advice! I beg you!" Old Master Tang's face was full of anxiety and helplessness.
Han Fei sighed, looking at the wrinkled face, unable to refuse his request.
"Tangshan, are you sure that child is really yours?"
"I'm absolutely certain," Tang Shan said firmly.
"Since the child is yours, and you're willing to give her the child, it means your relationship must be very deep. So why don't you choose to get married?"
Tang Shan was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "I hit that kid, and she actually hit me back. In her heart, that sworn brother seems more important than me. Doesn't that make me a laughingstock? I, Tang Shan, am not the kind of person who wants to be a laughingstock. Therefore, we're not getting married."
His carefree attitude could be described as willful and reckless. He only considered his own feelings and cared only about his own happiness. So what if the wedding was approaching? If he didn't want to, then so be it. This was Tang Shan, a free-spirited and unrestrained man.
His pride and willfulness seemed to add fuel to the fire, and Old Master Tang's anger intensified, raising his cane high once again.
This old man had long been accustomed to using violence to force Tangshan into submission. Whenever he encountered conflict, he would use this method to compel Tangshan to comply.
However, Han Fei stopped him again, advising, "He is already a man who is about to have his own child. You can't just hit him like that anymore. Everyone has their dignity and bottom line."
"Dignity? Bottom line?" Old Master Tang said dejectedly, "He's even willing to send his own child away. What right does he have to be a father? He has no dignity, and he has no right to talk about dignity!"
Faced with two stubborn mules, Han Fei felt that the one who tied the knot must untie it, and that he should invite his fiancée from Tangshan over for a chat.
After obtaining a contact number from Tangshan, Han Fei went to the balcony, dialed the number, and briefly explained the current situation.
To his surprise, the girl on the other end of the phone was much more understanding than he had imagined, as if she had already anticipated all of this.
About half an hour later, the doorbell suddenly rang, breaking the silence inside the house.
Han Fei opened the door, and there stood Tang Shan's fiancée, a petite and exquisite woman with bright, star-like eyes that exuded intelligence.
"The two of them are sitting back to back in the study right now, and they haven't said a word to each other for half an hour," Han Fei said, shaking his head helplessly.
Tangshan's fiancée frowned, pondering as she asked, "Is it because of the child in my belly that they're arguing about custody?"
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