"Huh! What's going on?"
Seeing the old man charging towards him with a knife, Chen Luo was at a loss for what to do.
Wasn't the old man supposed to be nearly 100 years old? How come he's still so spry? How does he maintain his health?
No! Now is not the time to talk about that!
Is this old man crazy? He grabbed a weapon and tried to kill me the first time we met?
"Wan'er! Be careful! Run!"
Chen Luo didn't let go of Wen Wan's hand out of fear; instead, he grabbed her hand and ran outside as fast as he could.
This old man has such a fiery temper, what if he gets so angry that he develops dementia and even tries to kill Wan'er?
Before Wen Wan could react, Chen Luo pulled her away. When she looked back, she saw her grandfather chasing after her, panting and holding a knife.
"Grandpa! Calm down! Don't fall!"
Wen Wan's exclamation immediately alerted the staff around the courtyard, including security personnel and medical staff, who all rushed out and quickly pulled the old man away.
"Don't stop me!"
"You little bastard! You still won't put your claws down!"
"I'll chop off your claws! Let me go! Let me go!"
He was nearly a hundred years old after all. Although he was still in good health, his physical strength was not what it used to be. It took several security guards a lot of effort to snatch the large knife from his hand.
This is the real deal, all bladed. The old man practices his knife skills every morning.
"Baby, let's go back and see Grandpa."
Wen Wan tugged at Chen Luo's hand, and Chen Luo felt relieved when he saw that the big knife in the old man's hand had been taken away.
At worst, I'll get a beating from the old man with my bare hands, as long as I don't have any weapons.
The two slowly approached Wen Qingyang. Wen Qingyang saw that Chen Luo was still holding Wen Wan's hand, and he was about to get angry again.
"Grandpa, I know you're anxious, but please don't rush."
"Wan'er and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, what's wrong with holding hands?"
Chen Luo's words caused everyone present to show expressions of horror.
No way! Dude! Are you that brave?
Do you know that the old man in front of you is a terrifying figure who even the top leaders in the central government have to smile at?
Everyone looked at Wen Wan, their eyes seemingly asking, "Has he always been this brave?"
"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"
Wen Qingyang's voice suddenly turned low and deep, like muffled thunder rolling, containing an astonishing rage that was frightening.
Wen Wan was about to step in and smooth things over, but Chen Luo stopped her.
"Yes, I know. I was talking to Wan'er's grandfather."
"As Wan'er's future husband and your future grandson-in-law, can't I speak like that?"
A look of doubt appeared in Chen Luo's eyes, but his eyes were also filled with clarity and fearlessness.
Seeing that look in his eyes, Wen Qingyang narrowed his eyes.
Are you really not afraid of me?
Chen Luo smiled.
"I was scared! I was really scared when you chased me with a knife, Grandpa."
"However, since you're not holding a knife right now, I'm not afraid. At worst, you can punch me a few times to vent your anger."
After hearing this, Wen Qingyang quietly looked at Chen Luo for a few seconds.
"Then tell me, why did I hit you?"
"Oh, old man, I've already taken away your most beloved granddaughter, how could a grandfather bear to let his granddaughter get married?"
Upon hearing this, the anger on Wen Qingyang's face vanished instantly, replaced by a smile.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wen Qingyang's hearty laughter echoed in the courtyard, and the staff present looked at each other in bewilderment.
They had served Wen Qingyang for many years, and it seemed to be the first time they had ever heard Wen Qingyang laugh so heartily and unrestrainedly.
"You're quite interesting, very interesting indeed."
"Alright, let me go now."
At Wen Qingyang's command, everyone quickly let go.
"Tell the kitchen to prepare a meal; I want to have lunch with the two of them."
At this point, Wen Qingyang looked at Chen Luo.
"Hey kid, what's your favorite dish?"
"I like to eat braised pork knuckle."
"Alright, tell the kitchen to make me six big pork knuckles! You're not allowed to leave until you finish them!"
Wen Qingyang looked at Wen Wan, who was standing to the side.
"Alright, Sixth Sister, bring your future husband in."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wen Qingyang led the two into the courtyard.
None of the staff present had yet recovered from the shock they had just witnessed.
But they all had the same idea pop into their minds at the same time.
The old man seems to really like Chen Luo. Is his first impression of him really that good?
Wen Qingyang led the two to the front hall of the courtyard and sat them down at a tea table.
"Sixth Sister, go and get some tea leaves to brew."
Upon hearing this, Wen Wan skillfully took out an iron box from the cabinet next to her and took out tea leaves from it.
This detail shows that Wen Wan frequently visits this hall and is very familiar with its layout and the location of some items.
It seems that the old man's affection for Wan'er is genuine, but why does he favor Wan'er so much?
"Are you wondering why I dote on my sixth daughter so much, but am so indifferent to the other grandchildren?"
"Hmm? Grandpa, can you read minds? Quick, teach me!"
Chen Luo was surprised for a moment, then looked at Wen Qingyang with great interest.
"Get lost, kid. You're really not being polite. You know how to take advantage of a situation?"
"Grandpa, what are you saying? You are Wan'er's grandfather, we're all family, there's no need to be so formal."
Just then, Wen Wan brought over tea leaves and boiling water to brew tea. Wen Qingyang stood up, grabbed Chen Luo's cheeks with both hands, and pulled him outwards forcefully.
"Huh? Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Sixth Sister, your future husband has quite the thick skin."
"But you know what, this shamelessness of his is something I actually quite liked when I was young."
"Um, Grandpa, since you like it so much, then let go quickly."
Wen Wan put down the tea leaves and quickly grabbed Wen Qingyang's hand. Wen Qingyang frowned.
"No, Sixth Sister, you're not even married into the family yet, and you're already so fond of this boy. Be careful he doesn't deceive you."
"Grandpa, you're worrying for nothing. Just ask Wan'er where I got the guts to lie to her."
Upon hearing this, Wen Qingyang finally released his grip with satisfaction and sat down again.
Wen Wan looked at the red marks on Chen Luo's cheeks, her eyes filled with indescribable heartache, while Wen Qingyang slowly spoke at this moment.
"Alright, let's continue with the topic we were just discussing."
Do you want to know why I love Sixth Sister so much?
Chen Luo shook his head and took Wen Wan's hand.
"Grandpa, I'm actually not that interested in knowing right now."
These words left Wen Qingyang speechless, and his face immediately showed anger again.
"You brat! You don't want to know, do you? Well, I'm going to tell you anyway!"
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