Would a person who could work in Chu qingya's courtyard be a perfunctory villain? Of course not!
Just as Chu Tianqi finished speaking, an old man sneaked out of the room. The old man's hair and beard were all white, and he was in high spirits. His eyes were even shining brightly. This old man was none other than the one who had watched the family head and Chu qingya grow up. He used to be the family head's right-hand man. Later, when he grew old, he did not want to be a Minister of offerings and wanted to be more relaxed. Thus, he had been taking care of Chu qingya and taking care of his daily life.
"Uncle li," Chu Tianqi saluted the old man with respect.
"Don't give me that. Move aside. You're saying that this child is qingya's child?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ling Chuxi.
"Yes," Chu Tianqi nodded.