Ye Zhan remained silent.
He picked up the water pitcher on the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water, taking a sip.
Both Ye Zhangming and Old Master Ye were curious about his silence.
They looked at him intently.
Waiting for his response.
Strangely, they couldn't discern much emotion from his expression, yet it seemed different from his usual aloof and indifferent demeanor.
Old Master Ye was sure that when he asked the question earlier, there was a hint of softness in Ye Zhan's expression.
"Ah Zhan, do you really have someone you like?"
Eager to have a great-grandchild, Old Master Ye asked again.
Ye Zhan slowly raised his handsome face, looking calmly at Old Master Ye, and asked nonchalantly, "Grandpa, if I say I have someone I like, won't you ask which family she's from and if she's qualified to be your granddaughter-in-law?"
Old Master Ye's expression changed slightly.
