Chapter 63: The Old Man’s Scheme

Song Qingwan was taken aback, momentarily unresponsive, "...Or-Orange juice?"

Grandpa turned his face slightly, his tone deep: "Yes! Any problem?"

Faced with Grandpa’s sharp gaze, she immediately came to her senses, hurriedly saying: "No, no problem..."

Since the drink was already served, naturally a chair had to be provided for Grandpa.

Can’t let Grandpa stand while drinking, can we?

So, the servants quickly brought over a chair again.

Strangely, Grandpa didn’t refuse it.

The little loli saw Grandpa truly sitting with them, her eyes curved with joy, incredibly happy.

She quickly stood up, dragging her small chair to make some space, ensuring Grandpa wouldn’t be in the sun:

"Grandpa, you can sit here by Li Li, it’s great over here! No sun!"

Grandpa reluctantly responded with a hum.

In reality, his feelings were complicated.

Thinking back a few hours ago, he couldn’t wait for the little chatterbox to be as far from him as possible, but now he had come over himself.

If it weren’t for catching fish...

Fishing is just like gambling.

He spent time, and if he caught nothing or just a small one, he’d really be furious.

Grandpa was in that mood now.

He had no idea why there were no fish on his side!!!

After painstakingly changing spots, it got even worse, not a single fish caught for such a long time!

Meanwhile, on their side, they seemed to have endless fish, so many that the fish started to crowd each other!

It was really unbelievable!

He’d never failed like this before!

Actually losing to two women, truly embarrassing.

Grandpa sat in his chair, the more he thought about it, the angrier and more irritable he got, finally taking a fierce gulp of iced orange juice -

The surge of sweetness made him wrinkle his brow involuntarily.

After one sip, he didn’t drink any more.

The little loli blinked her big dark eyes, leaning over to ask softly: "Grandpa, aren’t you fishing anymore?"

This little girl really knows how to touch a sore spot!

Grandpa struck a nerve, instantly wanting to jump with anger, but remembering why he came here, he had to suppress the raging anger in his eyes and replied as calmly as possible:

"No more fishing, planning to take a break."

"Oh... So how many fish did you catch, Grandpa?"

The little girl persevered, jabbing him in the heart once more.

"..." Grandpa suddenly wanted to throw this untactful little girl into the lake, stifling his breath, turning his head, stubbornly snapping: "Mind your business on how many I caught! Anyway, more than you guys!"

The little loli wasn’t jealous at all, in fact, she was quite delighted: "Wow, Grandpa, you’re amazing!"

Grandpa, meeting her admiring gaze, for some reason felt a bit awkward: "...Just average, really."

"Can Li Li see the fishies Grandpa caught?"

"..." Grandpa was at a loss for words.

He maintained his stern face, answering heavily: "Look what for! There’s nothing special about those fish!"

Saying so, Grandpa, afraid the little girl would ask another question, glanced at the lake crowded with fish, feigning nonchalance, and asked Song Qingwan:

"Did you guys sprinkle fish feed into the water?"

Song Qingwan paused: "Fish feed? No, we didn’t use that stuff."

Grandpa obviously knew they hadn’t used it.

Because after failing to catch anything over there, in a fit of anger, he secretly sprinkled a lot of fish feed into the lake, yet the fish eating the feed couldn’t match the number near Song Qingwan’s side where no feed was scattered!

And even like that, he still couldn’t catch fish, it was downright infuriating.

Grandpa asked again: "Then why are there so many fish on your side?"

Song Qingwan followed Grandpa’s gaze, looking at the lake as well. She first paused, then smiled slightly:

"Oh, you mean this... you should ask Li Li... I don’t know why, but those fish particularly like her..."