Ming Ge turned her head, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of anger as she faced Gong Elder, but she held her composure, speaking with clarity and sharpness, "Gong Elder, Ayan is your own grandson!"
Gong Yeyan stroked his wife's hand, then looked at the anger-shadowed face of Gong Elder with calm eyes, "Grandmother fainted because of her anger. I'm responsible. This slap is one I should take. Are you satisfied now, Grandfather?"
Gong Elder said in a deep voice, "If you want me to calm down, then break up with this woman immediately!"
Gong Yeyan replied, "Absolutely impossible."
Gong Elder's expression grew tense.
Being rejected by Gong Yeyan didn't surprise Gong Elder one bit.
He had raised this child himself. He knew Yeyan's personality inside out.
He, Gong Xiuyao, and Gong Yeyan—grandfather, father, and grandson—three generations, all sharing the same lineage, each with tempers even harder than the last.
