"Ye Luo, you have spent quite a long time with Qing Ya, how are your feelings now? I am just waiting to hold my great-grandson," said Old Master Ling with a beam.
"Rest assured, Grandpa, I will definitely let you hold your great-grandson," Ye Luo said with a smile, glancing at Ling Qingya, "Isn't that right, wife!"
Ling Qingya's face turned slightly red, and she gave Ye Luo a stealthy glare.
"Haha, it seems that your relationship has made great progress during this time. I am relieved. I was worried that you two might not get along," Old Master Ling said with a broad smile.
The dinner was harmonious, Ling Huatao rarely joined the conversation, while Yang Qiuli occasionally said a few words, but Ling Qingya was rather cold to her mother, and it seemed that their relationship was not very good.
It took over an hour to finish the meal. Ling Qingya and Ye Luo then chatted with the old man for a while before leaving the Ling Family Manor.