The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

"Um?"

When An Hongyi heard that his beloved granddaughter had returned with her husband, he turned to look at the two people sitting next to him.

When he saw Xiaonuan, his face crinkled with joy, and his eyes almost disappeared. He waved to the two of them and said:

"Come here."

Ye Shu quickly stood up from the sofa, nervously tugging at her clothes.

Xiao Nuan has already gone over and sat down next to her grandfather.

An Hongyi placed the game controller in the hand of the young man next to him, then held his granddaughter's hand, but didn't say anything, his eyes carefully examining Xiao Nuan's face.

After scrutinizing him for several seconds, An Hongyi finally asked:

"Which of my granddaughters are you?"

Xiao Nuan looked at her grandfather and said:

"Grandpa, it's me, Xiaonuan."

"Ah! Yes, Xiaonuan! Grandpa knows, Grandpa was just teasing you!"

An Hongyi immediately smiled even wider and patted Xiao Nuan's hand.

Ye Shu, standing to the side, didn't dare sit down. He nervously greeted them and then handed over the gift bag with both hands.

"Hello Grandpa, my name is Ye Shu, and I am... Xiao Nuan's boyfriend. This is my first visit to you, and I'd like to offer you this small token of my appreciation."

An Hongyi looked up at Ye Shu after hearing him speak.

His eyes swept over Ye Shu's face, he nodded, and patted the sofa next to him with a cheerful smile.

"Okay, okay, come, sit here."

Ye Shu handed the gift bag to An Hongyi before sitting down on his other side.

After sitting down, he nodded to the young man next to him.

The young man, very tactfully, extended his hand and introduced himself:

"Hello, hello, I'm Su Xue's cousin, An Yuhang."

"Hello, cousin, my name is Ye Shu."

Ye Shu quickly shook hands with him.

An Hongyi, standing beside him, was completely unlike any ordinary elder in a family, showing no airs whatsoever. While they were shaking hands, he had already opened the bag Ye Shu had handed him and taken out a can of tea.

The old man looked at the tin can over and over in his hands, glancing at it. He saw that it said "Special Grade Longjing" on it, but he didn't open it to smell it or say anything. He just looked at it for a couple of seconds and then put the tea canister on the coffee table.

Is this... because you don't like it? Or is it because you think it's too cheap?

While Ye Shu was still nervous, An Yuhang, who was already used to it, said to Ye Shu:

"Don't overthink it, the old man is just... see for yourself."

Then, Ye Shu saw An Hongyi lean forward and reach under the coffee table to pull out a two-liter bottle of cola that was still more than half full.

I unscrewed the lid and poured a large glass into the empty glass on the coffee table.

Seeing this, An Jianxing, who had been silent all along, finally couldn't help but say helplessly:

"Dad, I've told you so many times, drink less of this stuff, it's unhealthy."

"healthy?"

An Hongyi's face was full of disdain:

"I'm already this old, I'm practically buried up to my eyebrows, how many days do I have left to live? Huh? When I was young, I had nothing to eat or drink, and now that I finally have some, you're still not letting me eat or drink? If you ask me, at my age, I should be able to do whatever I want."

After saying that, he picked up the glass of cola and tilted his head back to drink half of it.

After finishing it, he smacked his lips, as if he were drinking a famous Chinese liquor.

Hey, this old man, he really knows how to live life to the fullest.

Ye Shu actually thought the same thing. At this age, he's always afraid to eat this or touch that, constantly talking about health and living a very cautious life. In the end, he still ends up suffering without getting anything to eat or drink. He feels really cheated.

In contrast, this grandfather in front of him was much to Ye Shu's liking.

"What kind of talk is that...?"

An Jianxing was rebuffed, but knowing his father's temper, he just muttered something and continued drinking his tea.

Shen Jingwan placed a plate of washed fruit on the coffee table and said to An Hongyi:

"Dad, have some fruit."

Then he said to Ye Shu:

"Xiao Shu, Yu Hang, eat some fruit."

"Eh."

Ye Shu responded.

An Hongyi put down his glass, finally letting out a long breath, and turned to look at his grandson-in-law, whose face was full of complex emotions and who was speechless.

He stared at Ye Shu for two seconds, as if thinking about something, before slowly speaking:

"Your name is... Ye..."

"Ye Shu, the Shu as in 'to express' or 'to express'."

Ye Shu quickly reminded him.

An Hongyi nodded, smiling as he pointed to his head and said:

"Yes, Ye Shu, I'm getting old, my mind is a bit muddled, and my reaction time isn't what it used to be."

Grandpa, you're being modest. I saw your PKO just now. How can your reaction time be slow?

Of course, Ye Shu didn't dare say that; he just smiled.

"That……"

As soon as An Hongyi spoke, Ye Shu's heart jumped.

It was bound to happen eventually. Despite the old man's seemingly playful demeanor, he still had to follow the proper procedures.

Ye Shu mentally prepared for all sorts of problems she might face in a little while, and her expression became a bit more serious.

However, An Hongyi pointed to the television opposite and asked:

"Will it?"

"what?"

Ye Shu was taken aback, completely unable to keep up with the old man's pace. She glanced at the old man's finger, then turned back to him somewhat blankly and asked:

"What can you do?"

"Playing games, huh? This one, you know how to play?"

An Hongyi thought the young man in front of him seemed quite clever, so why was he so slow to react? He had already pointed at the TV, didn't he understand?

As he spoke, he reached out to An Yuhang, who was standing next to Ye Shu.

An Yuhang immediately understood what he meant, as if he had seen the dawn, and quickly handed the handle to his grandfather.

Without any instruction, the other handle was immediately and forcibly shoved into Ye Shu's hand.

"Ye Shu, take this, play a couple of rounds with Grandpa."

An Yuhang could barely contain his smile. After saying something to Ye Shu, he immediately got up, made an excuse, and ran away.

Ye Shu held the controller in his hand, glanced at the Street Fighter game on TV, and said:

"I have played it before, with my classmates when I was in school, but I wasn't very good at it."

He's really not that good. His moves are all random and he basically only knows how to punch, kick, and jump.

"It's alright."

An Hongyi's eyes were fixed on the business card, and his hand had already started pressing the button on the handle:

"Give me a try, you'll get the hang of it."

Ye Shu gripped the controller, never expecting that Grandpa Xiao Nuan's test would be playing games.

Meanwhile, An Jianxing, watching his father act like a teenager addicted to the internet, finally couldn't help but ask:

"Hey, didn't you say you were going to take a good look at Xiao Shu today? Why don't you ask her something?"

Yeah! Why don't you ask me something?

Ye Shu nodded frantically in his heart. Although thinking like this might be a bit cheeky, Uncle An was right. Just ask! What's going on with this Guangda Games?

This awkward silence is even more unsettling than asking directly.

An early death is a good thing; a short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one. Just give me a quick and painless end!

However, An Hongyi simply gave a perfunctory reply:

"Isn't that what you're looking at? What's there to ask?"

After he finished speaking, perhaps afraid that An Jianxing would disturb him while he was playing games, he reluctantly and symbolically turned to look at Xiao Nuan and asked:

"Granddaughter, is he good to you?"

Xiao Nuan looked at her grandfather upon hearing the sound and said calmly:

"He was very good to me."

"That's fine then."

An Hongyi didn't say much, and then turned to select people.

"But Dad, this..."

An Jianxing still felt that this was a bit too perfunctory.

An Hongyi, however, grew impatient and said:

"But what? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He's good to my granddaughter, and my granddaughter feels the same way, so that's all that matters. Why should I meddle in other people's business? It's not like I'm looking for a partner. Alright, you stay quiet, I'm going to start."

Seeing this, An Jianxing could only silently take a sip of tea.

Shen Jingwan couldn't help but chuckle twice, then reached out and patted An Jianxing's arm, signaling him to stop taking it so seriously.

Ye Shu was completely...stunned.

Are there really people who live such a clear and insightful life?

The sense of relaxation emanating from this old man was the strongest Ye Shu had ever seen.

The way Ye Shu looked at him now could be described as worship.

Unexpectedly, I passed the test of meeting the eldest parent so easily.