The anger on Qi Mohan's face had yet to dissipate. He recalled how the old man in front of him despised the Qi family. They must have known each other when they were young!
Perhaps his grandfather had really almost stolen his wife.
Was she the old lady in front of him?
"Was it this old man who snatched you away from my grandfather back then? Is he the third party?"
Qi Mohan was as straightforward as a fool. He said whatever came to his mind without any reservation.
Perhaps she was angered by the Old Master and did it on purpose.
Qi Mohan's words made the old master so angry that his eyes almost popped out. On the other hand, the old lady looked at him with a smile.
"Yes, if not for him, you would probably be my grandson now!"
"Grandma!"
Qi Mohan was deliberately trying to anger the old man. The moment the old lady finished speaking, he called her Grandma without thinking.
"I'm not his grandfather!"
"Hey!"