At those words, whatever Ji Yanzhi might have felt, Jiang Mingde was the first to sigh and shake his head.
He could see it now. His grandson was utterly wrapped around Ji Ting's finger, with not so much as a scrap of backbone left.
After explaining the whole story to Ji Yanzhi, Ji Ting told him to have a proper talk with Mr. Jiang and headed downstairs first.
He had only just turned around when Ji Yanzhi suddenly pulled him back. "You're not allowed to leave. Wait for me in the living room."
"All right."
"You promise?"
Ji Ting's lips curved gently. "I promise."
Watching Ji Yanzhi's hopeless display, Jiang Mingde turned his face away in disgust.
After Ji Ting left, Ji Yanzhi entered the room and shut the door.
Jiang Mingde sat at the chess table with a grim expression. When Ji Yanzhi came in and called him Grandpa, he ignored him.
Seeing him sulking, Ji Yanzhi pulled out a chair and sat down first. "Grandpa, I misunderstood you earlier, and I apologize. But Ji Ting hasn't done anything to offend you. You can't hold a grudge against him just because you lost to him at chess, can you?"
He actually dared to bring up chess?
Jiang Mingde's anger flared. "Was that playing chess? He was humiliating me!"
"Of course he wasn't." Ji Yanzhi didn't even have to think about it. "With Ji Ting's personality, he could never humiliate someone, especially an elder like you."
Jiang Mingde gave a cold snort. "So you think I'm lying?"
Ji Yanzhi didn't dare answer that, so he tried another approach. "Then tell me what exactly Ji Ting did to make you so angry."
Jiang Mingde gritted his teeth, his chest rising and falling heavily. "I called him into the room earlier..."
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