He Jincai was left crying and laughing. Just a moment ago, Chen Xuan had offered to help him, but how could he possibly believe such a claim? He could only assume his nephew was trying to cheer him up.
The smile on He Hande’s face faded even further; he was finding Chen Xuan increasingly grating. It was one thing for a grandson to brag in private—He Hande could just turn a blind eye—but this was New Year’s Eve, the time of the family reunion dinner. To speak so recklessly and untruthfully at the dining table was simply rude and lacked any sense of propriety.
"Xiaoxuan, your third uncle appreciates the sentiment, but let’s just eat," He Jincai said, noticing that He Hande looked ready to lose his temper. He quickly signaled for Chen Xuan to be quiet.
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