Song Yunxiu's heart skipped a beat, but his face grew colder, showing no sign of panic. He glanced around the room and asked boldly, "Why are you all staring at me?"
His question made everyone in the room feel guilty instead. They exchanged looks until the beautiful woman sitting centrally on the sofa suddenly asked, "Yunxiu, your grandfather said you've been pursuing a young girl lately, is it true?"
Song Yunxiu squinted his eyes slightly, and his icy gaze darted to the white-haired man beside the beautiful woman: "What else did Grandpa say?"
The white-haired man felt awkward under his stare and pretended not to hear Song Yunxiu by looking up at the ceiling designs. The beautiful woman beside him glared at Song Yunxiu dissatisfied and said sharply, "I'm asking you! Why are you looking at your grandfather? Answer me, is it true what he said? Do you really have someone special?"
