"If you can't say it, it means you're lying to me," Grandpa Yu said coldly as he picked up his fan with a huff.
"Because when An Ning was with me, she didn't know," Yu Jingchen said after a long embarrassment, his face flushed with admission.
Grandpa Yu's fan fell to the ground with a 'thud' in perfect accompaniment. "..."
Yu Jingchen looked away, lowering his head. "That's why I can't reveal that she is Qianqian's mother."
Elder Yu grasped the gravity of the issue—if this matter were ever made known by others.
Then Jingchen's political career would be over.
Grandpa Yu pointed an accusatory finger, unbelieving. "You dare to tell such a big lie for An Ning!"
Yu Jingchen stood firm. "I'm not lying; this is the truth."
"Shut up, don't say another word," Grandpa Yu yelled, his voice hoarse with exhaustion.
Looking at the elder's forehead, the veins were bulging, his face turning crimson, and his emotions intensely aroused.