Yuan Jingran looked at his composed younger cousin, sneered, then considerately brewed a cup of hot tea and brought it over to the elderly patriarch.
"Grandfather, have some tea before you upset your health. I'll be heartbroken."
As he got older, the patriarch really became more and more taken by Yuan Jingran's smooth talk. The tension in his face also eased slightly.
Mulan watched, her heart seething with resentment. This damned young man was getting better at ingratiating himself with the old man. Anxiously, she feared Yuan Jingran might say something offensive.
The young man was notoriously reckless, speaking carelessly and heedlessly, saying things out of place, which could cause the patriarch to grow even more dissatisfied with their main branch.
