Originally pulled out as a shield, Qu Fulan wanted to curse the national essence in her heart, but she was overjoyed when she heard the last sentence.
Is it that easy to make the old lady happy?
To confirm, she looked at Heir Pei with innocent big eyes: Wouldn't the Princely Heir go back on his word?
Pei Ji'an gave her a half-smiling expression, which was very clear: How could someone like him go back on his word to a mere maid?
Qu Fulan smiled slightly.
The old lady was somewhat confused by her grandson's words, "What storytelling? When did I say I wanted to hear a story?"
Pei Ji'an already stood up, "Fulan said she has a good story, wants to tell it to the old lady. It's incredibly exciting, the old lady will regret not listening."
Having said that, he bowed to the old lady, "Grandson has some business and must leave first."
The old lady, initially uninterested, became intrigued by her grandson's mysteriousness.
"Is what he said true, do you have a good story to tell me?"
