Hearing Old Master Luo's boast, Old Master Tu felt deeply unwilling but was powerless, as his family had neither a dog nor an understanding granddaughter. Thinking this, his gaze shot toward Tu Xingyao.
Noticing his grandfather's gaze, Tu Xingyao calmly said, "Grandpa likes dogs? I'll have someone send a litter over tomorrow."
Old Master Tu was speechless.
He turned to Old Man Luo, "Come on, let's have a match."
Old Master Luo, in high spirits, said to Luo Qianqian, "Go play with your Brother Tu. If that fails, just watch some TV. Later, when I call you, come and make tea."
Luo Qianqian obediently nodded, took out the book from under the snacks, sat on the nearby sofa, opened it, and read by herself, paying no attention to Tu Xingyao.
Tu Xingyao initially thought about what to say when the little girl came over, but she showed no intention of speaking. Quietly reading her book, this made Tu Xingyao uneasy.
