I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 62: The old man jumping around (3)

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Little Loli got up from the chair, thinking of going to say hello to Grandpa.

But as soon as he got up, he was pulled back by Song Qingwan.

"Auntie?"

Song Qingwan looked at the little girl's perplexed beautiful eyes, found an excuse casually, and said in a low voice:

"Your great-grandfather is thinking about something. We'd better not disturb him, or your great-grandfather will be angry."

Hearing this, the little girl obediently sat back in her seat and nodded: "Yeah, Lili won't go."

Song Qingwan looked at her like this, rubbed her head with a smile, and kissed her again: "Baby is so good! Oh, by the way, where were we talking just now?"

Little Lolita: "Auntie, you talked about Dad fighting when he was three years old."

"Yes, yes, I remembered,"

Song Qingwan twitched her lips and said with a smile, "Your father, he has been restless since he was a child. He was only three years old at that time, so he beat up someone else's six-year-old child, saying that the other party was too ugly. It's blocking his eyes..."

The little dog leg Lu Li's eyes lit up instantly, with a look of admiration on his face: "Father is so amazing!"

"It's very powerful." Song Qingwan twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "But he was beaten up by my brother as soon as he came home..."

The little girl said lazily, "Papa is so pitiful... why did grandpa beat daddy?"

"Poor ass,"

Song Qingwan snorted coldly:

"After your grandpa beat him up, your father turned around and told your great-grandfather, and then your great-grandpa beat your grandfather severely, and your father came over halfway to mend his feet, almost It made your grandpa very angry."

After Song Qingwan finished talking about Lu Junhan's three-year-old deeds, she raised her head and noticed that the old man had returned to his place again.

When Song Qingwan started to talk about Lu Junhan's five-year-old incident, the old man slowly came over again.

Speaking of what happened when he was seven years old, the old man went back again.

After going back and forth several times like this, Song Qingwan almost finished talking about Lu Junhan's childhood and adulthood, and the old man came over again.

This time it was towards them.

Song Qingwan has been paying attention to him, so when she saw him coming, she didn't know whether she should get up or not, or Lu Li raised her head and called him obediently:

"Grandpa!"

"Um."

It's rare that the old man actually complied.

Song Qingwan showed surprise, and finally stood up: "Dad..."

"You are busy with your work, I have nothing to do,"

The old man had his hands behind his back, and his body standing in front of them was extraordinarily tall and firm.

However, his eyes were fixed several times on the surface of the lake full of various fish in front of Song Qingwan, his eyes were shining, and the mouth of the dead duck was stiff

"I just sit for too long, just walk around and move around."

Song Qingwan was even more surprised. In her opinion, the old man is not a person who likes to explain. He usually only gives various orders in cold blood. Others only need to execute them without asking.

"Uh... that's fine, Dad, you can do whatever you want... But it's quite hot now, would you like something to drink?"

Song Qingwan actually had no hope.

The table is full of iced drinks that young people and children love to drink. The old man is very rigid and usually only drinks hot tea, and it is the kind of tea that has just been brewed.

To her surprise, the old man really wanted it.

I saw him coughing lightly, his serious face was a little unnatural, but his tone was still a habitual order: "Then what... give me a glass of orange juice."