After the party ended, Qin Wen took Qin Nuan back to the Qin Family with ease, but the Luo Family Brothers could only watch helplessly as Luo Qianqian was taken away by Jimo Kong and Jimo Cheng, the grandfather-grandson duo, and sent ho first. However, it didn’t matter, since they were all returning to the sa ho.
Everyone could only watch as the stretch Lincoln drove away.
"Qianqian, would you resent Grandpa Kong?" Jimo Kong suddenly asked in the car.
Luo Qianqian was startled and then shook her head, "What are you talking about?"
Jimo Cheng sighed and looked at his grandfather and Luo Qianqian beside him.
"The engagent and taking on a disciple." Jimo Kong sighed, there were many who wished to be his disciple, and plenty of won who wanted to marry into the Jimo Family, but he understood that this child did not want that.
"Jimo Cheng is very nice, and Grandpa Kong is also very nice." Luo Qianqian was silent for a mont and then raised a smile, "But I’m still young, so I can’t guarantee anything."
As long as you are not opposed, that’s good. Old Master Jimo sighed, thinking of the letter that ca with a threat to take on a disciple. He shook his head with a smile, "My Ah Cheng, I dare not boast about other things, but he will definitely treat you well." Kindness, integrity, love, and wholehearted devotion were all instilled in Ah Cheng by Jimo Kong from a young age.
"Grandpa Kong, are you saying that I can bully him?" Luo Qianqian playfully blinked, not feeling as embarrassed as she thought she might be, even though she had suddenly taken on an engagent.
"I dare not say anything else, but he can definitely take a beating." Jimo Kong guaranteed with absolute seriousness.
Luo Qianqian burst into laughter, who ever heard of a grandpa saying such things about his own grandson?
Jimo Cheng was smiling gently on the side, as if he hadn’t heard his grandfather’s teasing at all.
"Qianqian, work a bit harder on the weekend, it’s just for that day. Typically, Grandpa Kong doesn’t have those strict rules," said Jimo Kong again.
Luo Qianqian nodded, puzzled as to why it would be tiring and not understanding at all, but still smiling and nodding. There was no reason to change what she had already promised.
"Grandpa Kong, will my grandfather also be coming?" Luo Qianqian asked sowhat anxiously, always worried these two old n might start a fight.
Jimo Kong nodded as a matter of course but imdiately perceived Luo Qianqian’s concerns and waved his hand, "Don’t worry, my family will have many elders there on that day, so nothing will happen."
As they arrived at the residential complex, the people of the Luo Family had still not returned. Baozi was running circles in the yard and rushed to the gate at the sound of the car, peering over continuously.
Upon seeing Luo Qianqian, he barked excitedly.
Luo Qianqian smiled, "Grandpa Kong, would you like to co in for a visit? Although we don’t have much to offer, we can at least provide a cup of tea."
"No need, tomorrow you can invite Ah Cheng over for a visit. I’m old and need to go to sleep," Jimo Kong said, waving his hand, and gave a slight sigh as he saw his grandson looking at the little dog in the courtyard, "Tell your grandfather that Ah Cheng will co to deliver the invitation tomorrow; don’t let them drive him away."
"You’re joking, Grandpa Kong," Luo Qianqian nodded, opened the car door, and stood in front of it, "Then, Grandpa, take care, have sweet dreams, and rember to tell when you get ho, Ah Cheng... send your favorite treats, and I will ask my family to prepare them for when you visit."
Jimo Cheng, watching the girl standing outside the car window, smiled faintly, "Okay, give Baozi my regards."
Luo Qianqian’s eyes darted about, "Wait for a second." She quickly ran a few steps to the gate, reached out to pick up Baozi and brought him to the car. Jimo Cheng promptly rolled down the window and Luo Qianqian said, "I don’t need to speak for you now, Baozi, this is Grandpa Kong and Brother Chengzi, get to know them."
Jimo Cheng looked at Baozi’s shiny little eyes and was quite fond of them, holding Baozi’s little paw, "Hello Baozi, don’t forget in the future, okay?"
After letting Baozi greet him, Luo Qianqian stepped back to the front of her own gate and watched the Jimo Family’s car drive away.
Not long after the car left, she saw the Luo Family’s car coming in. Luo Qianqian didn’t go inside. As the car stopped and before anyone got out, they heard Old Master Luo’s dissatisfied voice, "That stinking old codger, Jimo Kong, blocking our doorway for half a day before leaving. Next ti, I ought to block his doorway too!"
Standing outside the car, Luo Qianqian’s face was a picture of embarrassnt. Could she say it was because she dawdled?
Then, Yue Tingyu’s voice was heard, "Do you think Qianqian is not good enough to be their granddaughter-in-law? Do you want Qianqian to go there and be wronged?"
The next mont, the car door opened, and Old Master Luo looked at Luo Qianqian, who was squatting by the door holding a dog, with a face full of surprise, "Qianqian, what are you doing here? Why not go inside?"
"Waiting for Grandpa," Luo Qianqian pouted, originally she just saw the car lights and thought to wait a mont. Who knew she would hear Old Master Luo complain?
Yue Tingyu got out of the car from the other side and wrapped her arms around Luo Qianqian, "Qianqian, you did really well." Her eyes, however, carried a hint of guilt. She gently stroked Luo Qianqian’s head. She too was unaware of today’s arrangent and nearly broke the jade bracelet in her hand when she found out. But the sa sense of family honor made her keep her smile and not make a scene.
"It’s all thanks to Grandma’s teaching," Luo Qianqian said with a pursed mouth and a light laugh, though for so reason she didn’t genuinely feel like smiling.
"Qianqian, Grandpa..."
"Grandpa, let’s go inside. Grandpa Kong said that Jimo Cheng will co tomorrow to send the invitations," Luo Qianqian said as she opened the gate, a smile on her face, "How many invitations does Grandpa intend to give Grandpa Kong?"
"Giving that old geezer one counts as giving him face!" Old Master Luo huffed, then looked at Luo Qianqian, his face conveying a mixture of guilt and relief, "Qianqian will understand Grandpa’s intentions in the future."
Luo Qianqian nodded with a smile and entered the house, arm in arm with Yue Tingyu, then went upstairs to remove makeup, shower, and change clothes.
As the Luo Family mbers returned one after another and saw Old Master Luo sitting on the sofa in silence, they all sighed and took seats opposite him. Luo Xiying felt sowhat helpless, "Dad, don’t worry. I’ve already checked out Jimo Cheng, and indeed, he’s a decent kid. His only hobby is calligraphy and painting, and judging by his work, he is also a person of simple tastes; he won’t let Qianqian..."
"The problem isn’t with him," Luo Xihan also took a seat beside Luo Xiying. "The issue is what Qianqian is thinking now."
"Qianqian wouldn’t refuse any arrangents by the Luo Family," Luo Yanran casually tossed his dress clothes aside, looking dejected, "Nuannuan has talked to her, and she doesn’t have any particular thoughts."
"So Dad, why is it Qianqian?" Luo Xisi hadn’t managed to show up at the event but she had arrived.
"It just so happened that there was this marriage arrangent," Old Master Luo’s eyes flickered.
"It’s because of the Han Family, isn’t it?" Luo Xiying’s eyes narrowed.
His absence from ho did not prevent him from judging the situation. He was well aware of the incident where Han Chen had laid hands on his niece.
Naturally, regarding Luo Qianqian’s fierce response, what he could do was to eradicate the problem at its roots. He understood that those like the assailant, who often weren’t registered citizens and had no concerns, lived on the edge and were ready to face death at any ti.
When it ca to Luo Qianqian defending Luo Yanran, he also deeply appreciated the Luo Family’s trait of protecting one another, perfectly instilled in each descendant, the capable looking after the less able.
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