While the Grand Empress Dowager was still lost in a daze, Jiang Yingcheng's thoughts had already rattled off several more remarks, seemingly unable to stop.
[That rotten old geezer even went home and told his wife that Great-Grandmother must have been driven out of the palace by my imperial father because she was so overbearing!]
[He even said Great-Grandmother loved following him around when she was young, and she must want to rekindle their old romance now, too-she was just too proud to admit it. He said another couple of visits would surely make her reveal her true nature, and then he could have her wrapped around his finger!]
Jiang Yingcheng was furious and launched into a heated tirade: [Pah! A scumbag when he was young, and an old scumbag now! Rotten to the core, unchanged for decades!!]
As the little one's thoughts kept chattering away, Jiang Yanchuan finally stepped out of the boundary between light and shadow and reached the two of them. He lowered his gaze to the Grand Empress Dowager's increasingly grim expression and knew his scheme must have worked.
He naturally knew that the Grand Empress Dowager could see that man's true colors, but he still could not resist reaching out to pat Jiang Yingcheng's head twice. "Chengcheng did very well."
The old lady had shut him out plenty of times over the past two years. Seeing her left looking like this after such a verbal pummeling, the fact that he had not burst into an unkind laugh on the spot already counted as a grandson showing respect for his elders and affection for the young.
Jiang Yingcheng assumed he was praising her for preparing a gift for Great-Grandmother and happily nuzzled against her gorgeous imperial father's palm twice more.
A torrent of flattery rang out