Old Master Qi had once been a very talkative man, but ever since his granddaughter and grandson-in-law passed away, he not only grew old, but also became taciturn.
The greatest pain in the world is to watch the old bury the young.
Fortunately, there was Qi Yelin.
Though not his biological grandson, after witnessing his contributions and dedication to the Qi family, Old Master Qi accepted him from the bottom of his heart.
He poured all the love he held for his late granddaughter and grandson-in-law entirely into him.
Yet helplessly, Qi Yelin was not as chirpy as his granddaughter; instead, he was more like a son—either keeping totally silent or shutting people up with a single sentence.
It infuriated the old man to the point that he would curse his actual son at home whenever he had nothing better to do.
Not only did his son refuse to get angry, but he actually felt that the fact his father had the energy to curse him meant he could live for at least another hundred years.
And then...
Old Master Qi took to muttering "Why am I still not dead?" every single day.
Strangely enough, while everyone else taboos death and avoids uttering unlucky words, he simply didn't care.
In fact, the older he got, the younger he looked. At seventy years old this year, his face was glowing and he was full of vigor, resembling a young fellow in his early thirties.
"Old Master, the young master is back."
In the Qi residence, Qi Yelin was not Prince Shen high above the rest; he was simply…
Chapter 143