"Sir, don't be angry. It'll take some time for the young master to understand your good intentions. Once he realizes the young mistress's merits, he'll surely give up that immoral woman outside."
Inside the room, sighs came one after another. The old man was seething with anger when he learned that Lu Luochen had used the company's public - relations team to handle unimportant matters for an actress.
"What's wrong with him is his simple nature. He's being played for a fool, yet he believes it's love." The old man tapped his walking stick on the ground repeatedly.
Uncle Bai, who was standing nearby, picked up the teacup and said, "The young master is quite like you."
Just as the old man took the teacup, he looked up displeased.
"You two are both affectionate people," Uncle Bai explained.
The old man looked helpless. "Being affectionate is a good thing, but he's misplacing his affection."
Actresses are often thought to be heartless. The old man didn't dislike Yun Chutong just because of her occupation. Over the years, taking advantage of Lu Luochen's favor, she had caused so many troubles and always let Lu Luochen clean up her mess.
Just like today's news, Lu Luochen must have handled the articles about her diva behavior without even reading them. If he had just been a bit more cautious and investigated, this matter could have been proven.
"How can we help them develop more feelings for each other?" the old man asked.
"Sir, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
Seeing Uncle Bai looking hesitant, the old man scowled and criticized, "Since when have you learned to be so tactful?"
Uncle Bai had served the old man for most of his life. Their relationship had long evolved from that of a superior - subordinate to that of family.
"When I went downstairs to prepare tea, I saw the young mistress sitting on the sofa playing with her iPad. As I passed by, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the content on it."
"Get to the point. You're killing me with suspense," the old man urged.
"She was looking at photos of Miss Yun. I think the young mistress may have guessed the relationship between the young master and Miss Yun. Moreover, the scar on her face might make her feel a bit inferior."
Uncle Bai's words echoed in the old man's mind. He thought it made sense.
Leaving the room, the old man went downstairs and saw Wen Sining on the sofa.
"What are you looking at? You seem so engrossed."
The voice pulled Wen Sining back to reality. She suddenly looked up at the old man who had just sat down beside her.
"What's so fascinating? Let me have a look," the old man said, leaning over to take the iPad from her hand.
As soon as he touched the edge, Wen Sining quickly threw it to the other side. "I'm just looking at some gossip news. Grandpa surely won't like it."
The old man looked up at Uncle Bai. The two exchanged glances.
"Sining, you've been in the Lu family for a few days. Are you getting used to everything?" the old man asked.
Wen Sining nodded blankly.
Why is he being so polite all of a sudden?
Does he plan to abandon the childhood betrothal?
Before she could be happy, the old man continued, "Your grandma passed away so suddenly. None of us old friends knew. How have you been all these years? How did you get the scar on your face?"
Wen Sining automatically filtered out the polite words. So the old man was concerned about the scar on her face.
Although this scar was fake, it had an origin. After her parents passed away, she had lived with her grandma. The first two years after her parents' death were still relatively happy. But after her grandma left, life became tough.
On the first day she was taken back home by Wen Shiqian, Wen Minhao had shouted at her. At that time, she had a fiery temper and was not willing to endure Wen Minhao's humiliation. So she fought back.
Although Wen Minhao was a few years older than Wen Sining and a man, he was no match for her. Wen Sining quickly knocked him down. Seeing this, Jiang Ruanqing couldn't bear to see her precious son being beaten under someone else. She rushed forward, pulled Wen Sining away and threw her out.
When Wen Sining was fighting with Wen Minhao, they knocked over a vase beside them. Jiang Ruanqing happened to throw Wen Sining towards the broken vase. Her face rubbed against the glass shards at that time, and she bled a lot.
To punish her, Jiang Ruanqing didn't let her bandage the wound and locked her in the room to reflect. They didn't know that during the years with her grandma, her grandma had taught her survival skills.
Wen Sining made a scar - removing medicine through medical books and materials. To avoid being discovered, she deliberately prepared a fake scar to stick on her face. Since that day, the scar had been on her face all the time, preventing that family from finding out and also preventing Wen Minhao from harassing her.
After recalling, Wen Sining looked up and met the old man's sympathetic gaze. She was stunned. She had seen this kind of look in her grandma's eyes the year her parents died.
Is the old man feeling sorry for me?
"Poor child. You've suffered so much," seeing Wen Sining remaining silent for a long time, the old man hugged her and gently stroked her back to soothe her emotions.
Uncle Bai on the side wiped his tears emotionally, as if he could see the miserable life Wen Sining had led without her parents through her expression.
Wen Sining actually wanted to explain, but due to the huge gap in their statuses, she couldn't trust someone she had just met a few days ago.
"Grandpa, it doesn't hurt at all," Wen Sining broke free from the embrace and pressed the scar on her face carelessly. "Look, it's already healed."
"Grandpa will find a way to cure your scar. If it can't be done in the country, we'll go abroad," the old man was determined.
No woman in the world doesn't love beauty.
Wen Sining didn't understand why the old man cared so much about her scar. Did he also think she was unworthy of Lu Luochen?
Indeed, Yun Chutong was so beautiful. How could her face compare to hers?
Since the scar had become a concern for the old man, Wen Sining was willing to cooperate and remove it.
The weather was getting hotter day by day. It was really hard to keep the scar on in the Lu family to let her skin breathe. After removing it, she could show her true face. And when going to the company, she didn't need to change clothes and makeup halfway.
The old man was impatient. Once he made up his mind, he wouldn't delay. He said something in the afternoon, and by evening, he had found a solution.
Through his old comrade - in - arms, he learned that there was an old traditional Chinese doctor in Lincheng who was very skilled in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. He was especially good at treating skin problems and was known as a divine doctor.
The divine doctor had a great reputation outside, but the old man didn't fully believe in his skills. After getting the specific address, he decided to go and meet him in person.
He booked a flight to Lincheng overnight. Before leaving, the old man contacted Lu Luochen and told him that he must return to the Lu family mansion tonight. Otherwise, he would immediately arrange for Yun Chutong to go abroad.
When Lu Luochen received the message, he was with Feng Jingcheng.
"Listen to me. Follow the old man's arrangement first. You can't rush things with Yun Chutong," Feng Jingcheng patted his old friend on the shoulder earnestly.
The older generation had fought on the battlefield and then engaged in business after experiencing life - and - death situations. Their means of doing things were much harsher than theirs. They could be ruthless even when training their own sons, not to mention their grandsons.