Chapter 50: The Old Man’s Favoritism (Part 4)

That was what she said, but Liu Hui Lan’s heart still sank.

The old man only had 15% of the shares in his hand, and he just gave away 5% in one go...

Then what about her son?

And her grandson...

Why could Lu Junhan get so many shares just by casually staying for one night, while her grandson Lu Tianhua got nothing at all!

It was way too unfair!

Lu Junhan stopped in his tracks, raised his eyes to look at his own grandfather, and said coldly, "7%."

"..." The old man flew into a rage and slammed the teacup in his hand down heavily. "5% is already my biggest concession. You little brat, don’t you go too far!"

Lu Junhan’s expression didn’t change. "8%."

"You—!"

The old man was so angry his face flushed red.

"9%."

"Fine! Then 7%." The old man ground his teeth. "You’re just like your father, all of you are..."

"9%." Lu Junhan raised his brows and said lightly, "Not negotiable."

"..." The old man took a deep breath, looking like he was about to be pissed to death. In the end, he waved his hand helplessly and said in a deep voice:

"Fine, fine, fine, count it as I owe you! But you have to let me see my great-granddaughter! She is your first child, after all..."

Liu Hui Lan’s fingers tightened slightly.

Wasn’t this old man the type who favored boys over girls?

How come...

Lu Junhan tilted his head and glanced at Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan’s eyes asked: Is it really okay?

Lu Junhan didn’t answer. He just patted the little girl’s head and curled his lips, saying lazily, "Go, give your Grandpa the candy you use to feed pigs."

Before coming in, Song Qingwan had warned her many times not to speak in front of Grandpa, or he would dislike it.

So although Lu Li really wanted to talk to Grandpa, she didn’t dare make a sound.

Now that her dad had said so, the little girl happily hugged her candies and toddled over.

"Are you sure it’s really okay?"

Song Qingwan was still uneasy.

"You mean the old man or that little thing?"

Lu Junhan looked down at his phone and replied casually without even lifting his head.

Song Qingwan was baffled. "Of course I mean Li Li!"

"She’ll be fine." Lu Junhan glanced at the little girl’s back and raised his brows. "Whether the old man will be fine, that I’m not so sure about."

Song Qingwan: "???"

...

"You’re my great-granddaughter?"

The old man’s sharp brows were furrowed, and his piercing gaze swept over every inch of the little girl’s face, inch by inch.

No matter how he looked at her, this little girl seemed delicate and fragile, like a gust of wind could blow her over, nowhere near as sturdy as a Boy.

There was inevitably some distaste in his tone.

Why couldn’t it be a grandson!

How great it would be if she were a Boy!

He could even bring him into the army for training in the future!

Auntie had just taught her how to address him, so the little girl nodded, her two little pigtails swaying as she said happily, "Yup, Grandpa, I’m your great-granddaughter."

"What’s your name?"

The old man’s frown deepened.

Even her voice sounded soft and pampered, weak and fragile, without a shred of toughness!

Still, the fact that this little girl wasn’t afraid of him was pretty good—but still not as good as a Boy.

"Lu Li! ’Lu’ from my daddy’s Lu, and ’Li’ from pear blossom," the little girl said as she dug out a big handful of milk candy from her bag. "Grandpa, do you want some candy? My daddy said this is super tasty!"

The old man also didn’t like this kind of sickly sweet stuff, but he hadn’t forgotten that just now, Lu Junhan really had been eating the candy—and even when he told him to spit it out, he didn’t.

Could it be that this candy really was that good?

Even that brat Lu Junhan...

If that were the case, they could stock some of this candy at home next time.

He kept his face extremely stern, picked up one piece from the little girl’s hand, tore open the wrapper and popped it into his mouth. Then he glanced down at the wrapper—it was some foreign brand he’d never seen before—so he asked:

"What kind of candy is this?"

The little girl thought for a moment, her small face very serious, and answered honestly, "Grandpa! This is candy for feeding pigs."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The old man choked so hard his face turned red, his voice shooting up several pitches. "W-what did you say this candy is?!"

The little girl looked at him in puzzlement, her big black eyes full of confusion. "For feeding pigs."

"..."