Ye Qian's face turned purple.
Jing Ning quickly said, "Grandpa, Ye Qian is my fiancée!"
Old Master Jing looked at him indifferently. "Jing Ning, how long has it been since Nanyang passed? I don't object to you finding a new girlfriend. But it's too early for you to move on like this. You're the Jing Family's eldest son. You need to be cautious with your marriage!"
Ye Qian's expression could be described as utterly embarrassed. She held Jing Ning's arm tightly, looking as if she was about to cry.
Jing Ning's heartache was written all over his face, and he hurriedly patted her hand to comfort her.
"Grandpa, Ye Qian is only concerned about our family. You know how important this business is to our family. This should belong to the Jing Family, so who gave Nanxing the right to steal it from us? She's supposed to be 7th uncle's fiance, but she is working against us! I suspect she is behind 7th uncle's disappearance!"
