Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Lu Yanli was on the verge of a breakdown.

His grandfather, Lu Chengzhong, went to great lengths to ask for favors, almost to the point of inviting the descendants of the imperial physicians from back then.

They said they would treat him; he's so young, they can't delay, the Lu family is counting on him to carry on the family line.

He knew from the very beginning that his family's arrangement for him to be paired with Fang Youxi was a huge mistake. In the end, he got nothing and was the one who got sick.

Indeed, the problem isn't with those below, it's with those above.

This matter can't be delayed any longer. If it continues like this, he might actually develop a problem because the quack doctor the old man hired diagnosed him when he wasn't sick.

As soon as he saw the old Chinese medicine doctor off, Lu Yanli confessed: "Grandpa, I'm really fine. I just misspoke a little. I'm perfectly healthy, nothing's wrong with me."

Lu Chengzhong looked at his grandson with heartache: "Child, you can't hide your illness from medical treatment. Poor sperm quality can be improved. When your grandfather was pregnant with your second uncle, he also took Chinese medicine for a long time to improve it. There's nothing shameful about it!"

So there was this unexpected twist. Good heavens, he's really had the worst luck ever.

"I'm really fine. I just don't want to get married. You know, I'm not even thirty yet, what's the rush? Fang Youxi is a person who doesn't want to get married or have children. Why should I waste my time with her? There are plenty of girls who like me. So we just discussed it and decided to call off the marriage. That's why I made up that story."

The worst thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet...

Grandpa Lu fell silent.

Lu Yanli looked at the old man with some unease.

Suddenly, Grandpa Lu grabbed an ornament from the side of the coffee table and threw it at Lu Yanli. Luckily, Lu Yanli had some background in Taekwondo and dodged quickly, otherwise his head would have been cracked open.

"I'll teach you to talk nonsense! How can you be such a fool? How can you joke about something like this? Do you know I haven't slept for several nights? I get so worried just thinking about it. Are you out of your mind to do this to me...?"

Lu Chengzhong was furious.

The butler, startled, brought over the medicine: "You can't get so agitated! Be careful of your blood pressure. And Yanli, how could you upset your grandfather like that!"

Lu Yanli had no way to explain his suffering, so he went back to his original position and obediently squatted down to take the beating: "Grandpa, Grandpa, don't get excited, go ahead and hit me, I definitely won't dodge."

Lu Chengzhong punched him hard a few times, which really angered him.

Thankfully, it was a false alarm; the child is perfectly healthy and will not be unable to have a great-grandchild.

Once a person gets old, this is all they have left to think about, especially since he lost a son. When his second son passed away, he wished he could go with him. It has taken him many years to recover. Fortunately, his grandson is doing well, and Lutong Group is growing bigger and better. Whenever he thinks of Mu Sheng and his son Mu Huai, it feels like a stone is pressing on his heart. At least his grandsons have not fallen behind.

Lu Yanli thought his grandfather was going to give him a good beating, but the punches hitting his shoulder were getting weaker and weaker.

When he looked up, the old man's eyes were red.

"Yanli, you can't get sick. You have to let Grandpa live to see you get married and have children before he can rest in peace."

Instead of being so sentimental, it would be better to give him a good beating. Lu Yanli felt bad too; it was truly a misfortune to have met Fang Youxi.

The grandfather and grandson chatted happily. The old man hadn't been this kind to his grandson in a long time. He was usually quite strict with him, but it was all for the sake of his grandson's ambition.

Having just finished the nourishing soup brought by the housekeeper, Lu Chengzhong spoke in a consultative tone: "Yanli, Tangtang hasn't been raised in the Tang family all these years. No child is unaffected by their parents' strained relationship. She's still so young. Saying she won't get married was just an angry outburst, a way of arguing with your Uncle Tang. I still value Old Tang's character; his granddaughter is definitely not bad. Look, you're fine, so why don't you consider dating Tangtang again?"

Lu Yanli scoffed. He wanted to spend more time with her, but she had already taken Mu Wangbei home. What was he going to do now?

The marriage is off now, there's no point in bringing it up again.

"Grandpa, forget it. There are plenty of pretty girls out there. I'll find you a granddaughter-in-law who's even prettier than Fang Tangtang tomorrow. We don't need her."

"Tsk, you can't say that. You two are a good match. Look at Tangtang's appearance. You can pick any girl in Beicheng's circle and see how many are like her."

"No matter how good-looking she is, it's useless. Mu Wangbei stole her away." Lu Yanli blurted out again.

What I fear even more is that the air will suddenly become quiet again...

The butler silently closed the restaurant door. Inside, the young master's wails and the old man's rage could be heard: "What use are you to me? You can't even compete with the Mu family's grandson for a girl. You really are a disgrace to me..."

Lu Yanli is almost thirty years old. If his company employees saw that he had this kind of status at home, he would really be out of a job.

Fang Youxi sneezed at least seven or eight times tonight, even Tang Zhanghe found it strange: "Tang, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Ze had no desire to come back to live here. At this moment, feeling utterly lonely, he flipped through the TV channels in the living room: "There's a high chance someone is cursing her."

Even an old Ferrari is still a Ferrari. Tang Zhanghe, who has a wealth of romantic experience, jokingly said, "Why don't you say that Wang Bei is thinking about your sister right now?"

Fang Youxi replied while munching on an apple, "He probably doesn't have time; his grandfather went back."

Even the people who were just looking at documents on the computer looked up; all three men in the family were staring at her: "Old Master Mu has returned to Beicheng?"

"Isn't it almost Chinese New Year? Is that so strange?"

Tang Zhanghe walked over to his daughter and asked, "Did Wang Bei say he would take you to meet his grandfather?"

"Why should I go see Grandpa Mu? Dad, I know what you're going to say. If you want me to buy you a plane ticket back to Australia for Chinese New Year, then you can continue."

Tang Zhanghe chose to remain silent.

He also saw Fang Keying's post on WeChat Moments. Although they hadn't been in much contact over the past few years, just existing as tools in each other's Moments, they were still Fang Youxi's parents, and he wouldn't become enemies for his daughter's sake.

His third wife's third husband was no ordinary man. Huo Zhengnian was a director of Qantas Airlines in Australia. He was of Chinese descent and a wealthy man who had immigrated there many years ago. He was only in his fifties and looked like a refined businessman. Fang Keying and he looked quite well-matched.

Fang Keying was a rare beauty when she was young, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so close to her and married her after only a few months of knowing her.

She is forty-eight years old but looks like a woman in her late thirties. She is elegant and beautiful. Fang Youxi inherited her mother's beauty. Of the three children in the Tang family, the daughter has the best facial features.

Seeing her mother so affectionate with her stepfather's two children, the daughter must have felt terrible.

Why make her go back to Australia alone for Chinese New Year? Is she upset?

If he had known that Fang Keying treated her daughter this way, he would never have let her take the child away.