Qian Daoliu: Some Pigs Just Love Rooting Up Other People's Fine Cabbages!

Qian Renxue stood in the bedchamber with her back against the window lattice, still immersed in the afterglow of that kiss and the reluctance she felt at Dai Chengfeng's departure. Her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes stared ahead in a dazed, unfocused haze.

Suddenly, there was a light knock at the door of the bedchamber.

Qian Renxue started, instantly waking from that tender, suggestive mood, and looked toward the door warily.

"Who is it?"

A familiar, dignified voice came from outside, carrying a trace of anger that could not quite be suppressed. "Xue Er, it's me."

It was Grandpa!

Qian Renxue's heart gave a violent jump, and the cheeks that had only just returned to normal instantly flushed crimson again.

Why would Grandpa come at a time like this?

Could it be... he had discovered something?

The image of Dai Chengfeng leaving just now flashed through her mind, along with her grandfather's unfathomable strength, and she immediately grew flustered.

Forcing herself to stay calm, she took a deep breath, tidied her slightly disheveled hair and collar, then quickly walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Qian Daoliu stood there with a dark expression, looking at her with complicated eyes. There was heartache in that gaze, helplessness, but more than anything, the grief and outrage of "the fresh, tender cabbage from my own garden has been rooted up by a pig."

"Grandpa... why, why are you here?"

Qian Renxue lowered her head a little guiltily, not daring to meet his eyes.

Qian Daoliu looked at his granddaughter, at the obvious signs of budding romance in her expression and her rosy cheeks, then thought back to that brat he had run into in the garden just now. The anger in his heart flared up again with a