?Mobile reading From the surface, Qin Feng’s flattery had landed squarely on the horse’s leg. But he had deliberately intended it from the start—otherwise, why would he have immediately started fussing upon entering, with his keen eyesight easily catching Fei Qingtian’s strained expression? Precisely because Fei Qingtian was frowning, Qin Feng had to offer some less-than-solid remarks to ease the tension of their first meeting. “Hey, Grandpa,” he stepped forward, patting his chest, “who could have made you so upset? Tell me—I’ll take care of it for you!” “Exactly you! If you manage to kill yourself, that’ll be the best way to make me happy,” Fei Qingtian replied with a sigh. He Muqing smiled gently. Qin, the young man, said with a cheerful tone, “Killing myself? That would be quite painful. Besides, I’m such a well-liked, charming young man—how could I possibly have made Grandpa so angry? Oh, I see now—perhaps you’re blaming me for not taking action on your beloved granddaughter yet, aren’t you?” "Old man narrowed his eyes: 'Qin Feng, don't act all smart and vague with me—am I that easy to fool? Remember what we agreed upon back then? You promised me, and now, just a few days later, you've broken your word!' Qin, looking puzzled, replied: 'What did I promise you? I promised to take good care of the leader, and to help her settle down. I've done exactly that!' The old man grew furious, pointing directly at him: 'Now tell me again—didn't we clearly agree that you'd supply me with herbs to prolong my life, and in return, I'd let you enjoy Xiao Qing's tofu, but absolutely no further step beyond that?' 'That's what we said, but I can't quite recall it,' he said, scratching his head with a rather stubborn air. 'Young man, if you're going to play games with me, I'll make you pay for it today!' The old man was truly incensed. If it weren't for his age, he'd have drawn his gun right then." Qin Dashi chuckled and turned to He Muqing, saying, "Haven't you heard? I've been taking advantage of you ever since—every time, it's all part of my official duties. You've always doubted me. Now, do you believe me?" Only then did the old man realize he had been outwitted. To preserve his own longevity, he had willingly asked his granddaughter to compromise her dignity—such a thing, if it were to become public, would be utterly humiliating for his reputation. Even if it remained private, the shame was already unbearable, and his granddaughter had personally heard the whole thing. The old man chuckled and said, "Nothing much. After all, you and Xiao Feng have already shared a bed, so eating some tofu isn't such a big deal... Wait, no—you've been lying to me!" At the sudden outburst, both of them felt a jolt in their hearts—had the old man finally noticed something? It couldn't be. They were certain they hadn't said anything wrong. How had they been caught out? "Ha ha ha! Such clever little tricksters," the old man laughed, pointing at his granddaughter. "You must have been deliberately playing your cards for He Zhengjun, haven't you? Don't try to deny it, Xiao Qing—Grandpa's eyes are sharp as a needle. You're still a virgin!" Xiao Mu Qing's face turned instantly crimson—how could he have seen that? Qin, the young noble, was completely stunned. He had counted on every possibility, yet here he was, completely caught off guard. The old man's eyes were no longer just sharp—they were truly sharp, like a thief's. A thief at the very peak of his craft. If only he had known earlier—he should have served her up for dinner right then, The elder smiled for a long while, then turned to Qin Feng, "Young man, this must have been your idea. Don't try to justify it—I know Xiao Qing well. She never likes such unconventional approaches!" Qin, the young noble, shrugged and said, "Thank you, sir, for the kind words. By now, there's nothing more to hide. Indeed, we've been performing for Mr. He, but as to why we've done this, you surely know—there's no need for me to explain further, is there?" Wei Qingtian waved his hand. "Of course I know, but I simply can't understand—what's so wrong with marrying into a family like that? Isn't it meaningful to start from scratch and marry someone from the grassroots?" "Yet, haven't you yourself married your daughter to someone from the grassroots?" asked He, the leader. The elder raised an eyebrow, "In truth, I've never had any ambition to climb the ladder or attach myself to powerful families. It's mainly your parents—especially your father—who feel that, having risen from humble beginnings, they've endured so much hardship. He doesn't want you to follow in your mother's footsteps. Precisely because he's lived through those struggles himself, he's been so determined to arrange your marriage into a wealthy family!" So it was. Mr. He truly isn't generous. As a person from the grassroots himself, he's content to merely maintain the status quo without creating opportunities for others to rise—yet he goes further and actively undermines their potential for advancement. That's truly unkind. Mr. He muttered, "It's utterly incomprehensible. When Xiao Feng once said he had forgotten his roots, I didn't believe him. Now I see—he truly has forgotten them!" The elder smiled with deep intent, "Both of you, since I've exposed your pretenses, there's no more acting left. Now, let's talk—what else do you have in store?" He Mùqíng had always followed Qin Feng's lead. She turned to look at him. Qin Da paused for a few seconds, then said seriously, "Since the false can't become true, I believe the next step should be to pretend and actually do it—then we'll be able to regain full control of the situation. Grandfather, what do you think of this move?" The old man's eyes widened: "Not very impressive. You've always had your eyes on Xiao Qing, haven't you? Have you finally seen through Qin Feng's true character? From now on, keep your distance from him—fire, flood, theft, and burglary—make it the family motto for Wei and He families!" I'm really grateful to both of you—what a generous gesture! Watching Qin Feng look flustered, He Muqing couldn't help but smile gently. The old man continued, "Once you've come here, you'll have to follow my rules. What about pretending and actually doing it? Does Qin Feng really think he still has a chance?" Qin Da also smiled: "If you don't believe in my skills of stealing hearts and treasures, why don't we give it a try?" The old man's face tightened, and he huffed, "Really, you've brought in the wolves! I've asked you again and again—please, spare my granddaughter! I've only got one granddaughter!"