"In my book, I'd rather destroy a marriage than save a temple," Grandfather said peevishly.
"Fine. Destroy it, then. Meimei, let's go. I'll take you for a walk." Jie Jingchen stopped trying to persuade him and led Qin Mei away.
Once out of the room, Qin Mei tugged on Jie Jingchen's sleeve and asked worriedly, "Was I too harsh?"
"Not at all." Jie Jingchen raised his other hand to ruffle her hair. 'If it were anyone else, I would have taken that as a curse.'
Qin Mei brushed away the hand ruffling her hair. 'Whatever. If I've offended him, so be it. It's not my job to make everyone like me.'
Mrs. Xie stood up, poured her grandfather a glass of water, and offered it to him solicitously. "Dad, have some water."
Grandfather didn't take it. He glared at his only daughter, his deep, old eyes filled with heavy disappointment. "What kind of potion did that twice-married man, Jie Jianguo, give you to make you so utterly devoted to him?"
