If only Grandpa He knew the truth.

As soon as Grandpa He cheerfully greeted Song Chengfeng, Grandpa Song's face darkened with suspicion. His sharp gaze shifted between the two figures standing before him—one young, one old—his skeptical eyes filled with doubt.

"Why would my grandson visit you, of all people?" Grandpa Song sneered at the uninvited guest. 

Not only had Grandpa He shown up unannounced, but he also had the audacity to act as if he were close to Song Chengfeng, treating the young man as if he were his own grandson.

Grandpa He shot his supposed-to-be-ill friend a look of disdain. Why was this old man always so suspicious?

They were both getting on in years, but it seemed that instead of growing wiser, Grandpa Song was becoming more childish by the day.

"Hmph, don't you know? That brat of yours seduced my granddaughter," Grandpa He grumbled, crossing his arms.