Desperation

Old Master Jing glared at Jing Ning. "What did you say?"

He was asking Jing Ning, not Jing Tian. Jing Ning glanced at us and said, "Grandpa, Nanxing doesn't like me. He likes my seventh uncle. After all, seventh uncle is much more capable than me."

Old Master Jing's gaze immediately fell on my face. His smile was as cold as ice. "My grandson has fallen to a state where others can easily reject him? Since when can a person ever say no to my grandson?"

"Father, I have taken a liking to Nanxing. She can't escape from me. I don't care who wants to marry her because she is my fiance!" Jing Tian's tone was firm.

Old Master Jing stared at us with wide eyes and snarled, "Jing Tian, did you know that she was once Jing Ning's fiancée?"