"Old Zhou didn't look too happy, did he?"
Grandpa Xiao pursed his lips.
That old rascal always wore a smile like a laughing Buddha in front of guests, but with everyone else—especially the younger generation—he liked to throw his weight around.
After being turned down by a youngster, there was no way that old rascal could have looked happy.
"Mm."
Thinking of the look on Old Zhou's face when he'd left just now, Xiao Xiao thought that, yes, he really hadn't looked too happy.
"I knew it."
Grandpa Xiao sounded a little helpless.
"Xiao Xiao, if your Grandpa Zhou said anything unpleasant, or wasn't very nice to you, don't take it to heart."
"He's been beside himself with worry over his son."
"Mm, I know."
Xiao Xiao's eyes curved slightly.
"Under normal circumstances, he'd definitely understand what it means that I haven't given him an answer."
"Sometimes, spelling things out too clearly only hurts people's feelings."
Grandpa Xiao sounded a little rueful. "I didn't expect that old rascal to still be so persistent."
"He even went all the way to Yan University himself."
"Did he think he'd get a different answer if he went in person?"
"He doesn't realize how stubborn you are."
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow. "I'm just sticking to what I believe."
"Right, right."
Grandpa Xiao laughed. "You're just sticking to what you believe."
"My grandson is a very strong-minded young man."
"Now that you've turned him down, Old Zhou probably doesn't have any other options."
"Tomorrow is the last day of the deadline they gave him."
"Once tomorrow passes, this matter will be settled."
Grandpa Xiao felt as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
Even though this matter had nothing to do with him,
Old Zhou had come to his door