April 20th, 662 (8)_1

Of course, for the eldest Miss, this was already the best outcome!

The old man sat there, silent, thinking of Wen Ru and her daughter, and then of Che Huan's pregnancy, growing more and more uneasy.

After the smoke grenade was released, there had been no further news.

The old man looked at Uncle Guan, "If you were Che Huan and knew about the past, would you wholeheartedly give your heart to Anan?"

Uncle Guan knew the old man was just asking out of habit and didn't expect a reply, so he too remained silent.

After a long while, the old man muttered to himself, "I feel that if it were me, I couldn't let it go."

"..."

Uncle Guan didn't make a sound. He couldn't understand those feelings and therefore didn't know, nor was it appropriate for him to guess.

"I just feel that with the second young master's abilities, he wouldn't keep a time bomb by his side."