Mr. Qu actually knew that Qu Weikang and Huo Fei had sons, and it was impossible for them to treat Qu Xiaojue the same way they treated Qu Yikun, but he really didn't expect that the couple could be so shameless.

Really disappointed, Mr. Qu stood up holding on to the table: "Okay, you have nothing to apologize to me as an old man. You also know who you are really sorry for. Today's family banquet ends here."

After saying that, he turned around and left. When he was done, he turned back and said, "Xiao Jue, come with me to the study."

"Okay, grandpa."

Throughout the whole process, Qu Xiaojue's posture and tone were distant and indifferent. After hearing this, he put down the tableware, took out a piece of paper and wiped his thin lips. Then he stood up, nodded to the others, turned around and followed Qu Lao upstairs.

There was a photo of Qu Xiaojue's parents on Mr. Qu's desk. When Qu Xiaojue knocked on the door and came in, he saw Mr. Qu stroking the photo with his old and rough fingers. His appearance made people feel that he was much older for no reason.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"sit."

As soon as Qu Xiaojue sat down on the chair in front of the desk, Qu Lao pushed over an antique wooden box.

He accepted it silently, and after opening it, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This is it?"

"This is your grandma's dowry, a fine mutton-fat jade bracelet. I think the little girl from the Liu family will like it. It can be considered as my part of the dowry for her."

Mutton fat is as white as gelatin and full of oil. It is indeed a good material, but...

He raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest: "I remember that grandpa also collected a pair of blood-stitched jade bracelets. They all need to be added anyway, so grandpa might as well be more generous."

"You shameless brat."

Qu Lao was so angry that he glared with disgust, but he still found the pair of blood-stitched jade bracelets: "Here, I'll fool you, a bad old man, day by day."

"It's called not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of being remembered by thieves." Qu Xiaojue's eyes were deep, his thin lips raised, and he said with amusement, "I can't help it, why would grandpa care about a little thief like me?"

Mr. Qu didn't know whether he was angry or amused, but he laughed anyway.

Qu Xiaojue played with the blood-stitched jade bracelet in his hand, and couldn't help but recall Liu Zhenying's snow-white and slender wrists. Coupled with the bright red as blood, it goes without saying that it was a great visual impact.

After licking the tip of his tongue in his mouth, Qu Xiaojue couldn't wait to see Liu Zhenying.

But Mr. Qu became serious: "Xiao Jue, you have seen the attitude of your uncle and aunt today. Grandpa is getting old and he doesn't know how long he can live. When he is here, he still has some energy left."

I will protect you until one day grandpa is gone..."

As he said that, Mr. Qu wiped his face and showed his dejection: "So when you and the girl from the Liu family get engaged, move out."

After all, Qu Xiaojue grew up under the lap of the old man, so he has only lived outside for more than half a year. In the past, he always lived in the old house.

He didn't know what he was thinking. His narrow eyes dimmed and he nodded: "Okay, I know, grandpa."

"Also...if your brother-in-law and aunt cause any trouble in the future, if you want to help, do so. If you really don't want to help, then just stay out of sight and out of mind. Just don't let them end up on the streets."

As the head of a family, Qu Lao could speak to such an extent, which is considered to be extremely partial.

Qu Xiaojue also knew it. His eyelids were drooped, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, and the curvature of his thin lips was unclear: "I understand what grandpa means."

"Well, as long as you understand, that's fine..." Qu Lao waved his hand towards him: "You can go back and rest."
Chapter completed!