บท 325: 317 She is Qianqian's mother_1

Yu Jingchen, with eyes harboring a secret, looked toward his grandfather and took a deep breath before asking, "Do you know who she had the child for?"

"How would I know? Do I even know who she is?" Grandfather Yu picked up the teacup angrily, intending to drink.

Yu Jingchen stepped forward and firmly took the fine porcelain teacup away. "Grandpa, let's not drink this for now."

Grandfather Yu frowned. "What are you doing?"

Yu Jingchen flashed a careless smile. "Because the topic that comes next will definitely excite you, so I can't let you drink tea, in case you choke."

Grandfather Yu's sharp gaze held a hint of sarcasm. "I've lived so many years, seen all kinds of storms, and encountered all sorts of surprises. There's probably nothing left that could excite me."

How have people described him over the years? Unflappable in the face of change, or unaffected even if Mount Tai collapses before him?