Bo Jingyan suspected that his grandfather had a hidden agenda.
"Grandfather, what are you implying?" He frowned slightly and his dark pupils flashed a trace of deep incomprehension.
"I can't tell you about this matter for now. You will understand when you meet Qingqing at the annual celebration. I promise, it will be a surprise; it will make you very happy." Bo's grandfather hinted unabashedly.
The more Bo Jingyan listened, the stranger his grandfather's words seemed to him.
It was as if something unknown was about to happen.
Uncharacteristically, he asked again with persistent curiosity, "Grandfather, what do you really mean?"
"You'll understand when the time comes." Bo's grandfather advised him again, "Make sure don't divorce Qingqing, we can discuss everything after the annual celebration."
"Grandfather..." Bo Jingyan wanted to ask more.
But his grandfather was disinclined to say more.
"That's all, keep my words in mind, don't worry, I won't harm you."