Finding A House

"You're back. Didn't you say earlier that you wouldn't personally appear? Why are you still not at the competition venue?" Grandpa Jing saw through his pretense with a smile.

Jing Yan coughed awkwardly. He caught a glimpse of He Miao holding the dog and looking at him curiously. His heart skipped a beat, but he still kept a straight face. "If I didn't go, they'll ruin the Jing family's reputation."

Grandpa Jing raised an eyebrow, but did not expose his selfishness. He smiled and said, "You did a good job this time, but it was also thanks to Miaomiao that we were able to catch Zhou Heng this time."

Only then did Jing Yan raise his eyes and look at He Miao. He said without changing his expression, "Even if she wasn't here, I would still have made a move."

Grandpa Jing pursed his lips. He did not want to talk to his grandson who did not mean what he said. He pulled He Miao's hand and led her into the house.