The phone reading: Qin Feng blinked: "Isn't it you who told me I've taken too many advantages from He Leader? Then of course I should treat her better!" Fei Qingtian also narrowed his eyes: "Well then, you've been targeting my granddaughter, haven't you? You knew very well that placing such a stunning woman beside you—a man so fond of women—would surely result in a one-way trip, like a steamed bun thrown into the street and never coming back. You must have quite the nerve, daring to even bother my granddaughter!" "Not exactly, Grandpa," he said with serious demeanor, "I agree that He Leader is like a steamed bun. But when you say she's a steamed bun thrown into the street, I have to take issue with that. Have you ever seen a dog so handsome and capable?" The elder grabbed his collar tightly and asked sternly, "Tell me the truth—what advantages have you taken from my granddaughter?" Qin, the young lord, furrowed his brows: "Don't you all know already? Then why are you asking me?" "Li Zao knows nothing about it—I know absolutely nothing!" Wei Qingtian also had his moments of stubbornness. Right now, he didn't look like a seasoned military leader at all—he was just a child whose toys had been snatched away, refusing to give in. Qin Dashi responded firmly: "How could you possibly not know? If you didn't know, why would you say I took advantage of her?" The elder immediately added: "Isn't that true? Since you joined the Special Operations Unit and earned so many commendations, how could you have done it alone without Xiao Qing's support? In just a few months, you've risen from lieutenant to major—how can that not be a clear advantage for her?" Qin Feng wiped his brow, realizing now what the point was. He had misunderstood all along. Wow—now he truly felt like he'd fallen into a pit. No matter how hard he tried, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't clear his name. The old man is simply too clever. "Well, are you now at a loss for words?" "Grandpa said with a huff, 'Just tell me the truth—should you say a single lie, I'll throw you into prison and make you spend the rest of your life behind bars!' Qin, the young man, thought to himself, 'You'd better be able to do that. As long as I'm not willing to go, no prison can hold me.' Still, Mr. Wei Qingtian was an elder, someone worthy of respect, and he smiled gently, saying, 'Honestly, it's not much—just occasionally, when I get a bit bored, I'll hold her hand or kiss her cheek. Beyond that, I'm absolutely clean with her!' 'You've already held her hand and kissed her cheek, and yet you still claim to be clean?' Grandpa's eyes were as wide as cow's eggs. Qin shrugged, 'Of course. Do you really expect me to have sex with her?' 'You dare? Then I'll have you chopped to pieces!' Mr. Wei said firmly. 'Heh, just kidding. In truth, I'm completely clean with her.' "He looked utterly convinced and said, 'My respect for her goes beyond mere courtesy—it's profound, truly profound. You should know that in many places abroad, a kiss is a common gesture of politeness, hehe!' Although the old man was quite incensed, he had no choice but to tolerate him. Fortunately, no serious conflict had arisen between them, so as long as they remain vigilant and well-mannered from now on, things should remain stable. As for what had happened before—since it's all in the past, what more could be done about it? Reluctantly, he released his grip and muttered, 'Young man, don't even think about making moves on Xiao Qing—otherwise, you'll meet a most miserable end. I promise you, it'll be terrible!' Qin, the young lord, nodded with genuine deference and said, 'Please rest assured, with you, an old lion of such stature, who would dare to challenge my leadership?' In truth, however, what he was thinking was quite different: if your granddaughter were to take an interest in me, then things would be entirely unrelated to my brother." To be honest, getting Mr. He to fall for you, transforming their relationship from pure to even purer, was nothing short of a walk in the park for him. The elder gave him a withering look and said, "Well, you've finally shown some sense—arrived, had tea, and yet you're still standing here doing nothing!" I wiped my brow—here we go, they're already sending us out. Qin, the young man, shrugged and mumbled, "I'd hoped to present you with something special. Since you don't seem interested in seeing me, I'll just let it go, Grandpa." He then turned and walked off. The elder immediately called out, "Stop! You've brought gifts—why not present them? Young people should be generous. If you don't hand them over now, what's the explanation?" He turned back with a chuckle, "Grandpa, don't you think civil servants are supposed to avoid accepting gifts? How could I possibly let you make a mistake, especially if it means compromising my reputation? What if I end up tarnishing my career? I simply couldn't bear that!" "Man, what a mess. "Old man snapped, 'I thought you were just taking advantage of me by grabbing my granddaughter and offering this compensation—what about gifts? Do I need you to bring me gifts?' 'Heh, of course, of course,' he replied with a vague smile, flipping his wrist to reveal several shopping bags on the table. 'All these are specially crafted by my company for you—specifically designed for your needs. They'll provide comprehensive nourishment for your body. I can't guarantee you'll return to youth, but at the very least, they'll help you look ten years younger and continue serving the nation, the military, and the people!' The old man's eyes lit up. 'Really?' As people age, they grow increasingly afraid of death. Though Wei Qingtian now holds a distinguished position, earned through years of hard-fought battles in his youth, he too is caught in this same pattern. Over the years, he has placed great emphasis on physical wellness—his sole objective being to extend his own lifespan. It's not out of fear of losing his current influence, but simply because every extra year of life is a gain." "Grandpa, when have I ever deceived you?" Qin, the young man, said, patting his chest. "All these supplements are made from the finest herbs—some of them are varieties that have already gone extinct since ancient times. No matter how much money you have, you won't be able to find anything like this!" The old man, delighted, held the several bags close to his chest, beaming with joy. He huffed, saying, "Well, you've still got a bit of filial piety. Just wait—your colonel's rank will be officially confirmed within a few days!" Qin Feng chuckled, rubbing his hands. "Grandpa, just getting promoted isn't enough. Don't you think we could get something a bit more practical as well?" The old man narrowed his eyes. "You're trying to haggle? There's not even a door to negotiate at! And with just this amount, I can eat for several days. Next time, you'll have to send me a whole truckload!" Honestly, a whole truckload? You're serious about asking for that, aren't you? As if you were delivering cabbage! The old man also felt his words were a bit too harsh, blushing slightly and adjusting his tone: "Even if there's not a whole truck's worth, surely we can't settle for just this much, can we? As long as you don't do anything more outrageous—just give little Qing a hand or a kiss here and there—I'll keep my eyes open and my mouth shut. That should be acceptable, right?" Qin, the young noble, couldn't help but raise his thumb in admiration, sincerely saying, "Indeed, experience still beats youth—you're absolutely outstanding!"