Chapter 94: All I Have Left is Money
Old Li was sleeping—or rather, pretending to sleep—when he heard the door open.
He didn’t get up rashly because he recognized that these weren’t Uncle Fu’s footsteps.
"Old Li, are you still pretending? Do you think by pretending you can hold your grandson?"
Old Li: "..."
He was pretending to sleep, so how did Old Bai know?
Grandpa Bai sat beside Old Li’s bed, his deep eyes staring at him, "Still pretending? There’s no one else here, who are you pretending for? For my precious granddaughter?"
Old Li opened his eyes and sat up briskly, chortling, "Old Bai, I knew it, nothing can escape your perceptive eyes."
Grandpa Bai gave him a displeased glance, "Is that how you bully my precious granddaughter Qiaoqiao? By exploiting her kindness?"
"Old Bai, why do you have to put it like that? I’m quite fond of Qiaoqiao, you know. It’s a pity she’s your granddaughter. How great would it be if she were mine!"
"If she were your granddaughter, how would she marry your grandson?"