The way his grandson looked at Chen Meng'er was too unreserved. Even if Elder Wharton wanted to pretend not to see it, he couldn't. Elder Wharton knew that his grandson's love for Chen Meng'er was deeply rooted.
He was too similar to when he was young. Elder Wharton didn't know whether to be happy or to sigh.
The one time he was tempted when he was young made his marriage life not very happy. He and his wife had always lived a life of respect. Although he wasn't satisfied that his grandson wasn't pure-blooded, he still hoped that his grandson could marry a woman that he was satisfied with and liked.
As for Chen Meng'er, Elder Wharton was quite satisfied. It could be said that the moment he saw Chen Meng'er, he understood why that cold-hearted, cold-blooded guy, Liu Bolin, viewed Chen Meng'er in such a different light.
