"Why can’t we talk some sense into him?" Zhuang Yanyan glared at him. Everyone was upset, and they couldn’t just let the grandson eat in peace; they had to drag him into this mess too!

Gazing at his own grandmother, Qin Sijue’s eating did not pause, "You want him to marry just to carry on the family line."

The statement left Zhuang Yanyan momentarily stunned, and even Qin Guozhong couldn’t help but look back at him.

"Marriage is about having children, but it can’t be just for carrying on the family line!" Although Zhuang Yanyan didn’t deny this point, it didn’t mean marriage was solely for that purpose.

"Exactly. Even if you force them to marry, whether it ’works’ or not depends on my cousin himself."

Qin Sijue said while eating, not feeling anything wrong with his words, but leaving Qin Guozhong, Zhuang Yanyan, and Feng Jinglei all dumbfounded.

"Works? What do you mean?"

Feng Jinglei also looked at him blankly, not understanding what he meant by ’works’.

But the next second, Qin Guozhong, being from an older generation, immediately caught on.

He couldn’t help but cough lightly, "Ahem, such things naturally resolve themselves after marriage."

"That’s not necessarily true," Qin Sijue said.

"Why not?" Qin Guozhong eyed him.

Qin Sijue finally paused his eating, casting a glance at Feng Jinglei.

From the phone, he roughly knew that his cousin liked a girl named Ma Qianqian, and that Ma Qianqian died because of Feng Jinglei and Grandpa, so his cousin could marry any woman in this life, but would he really want to marry Feng Jinglei?

"Would anyone want to have children with a woman they don’t want to marry?"

Meeting Qin Sijue’s deep gaze, Feng Jinglei immediately grasped its deeper meaning and finally understood what he meant earlier.

With a woman he doesn’t want to marry, even if he’s forced into marriage, he probably wouldn’t want to have children with her, right?

After saying this, Qin Sijue continued eating.

Zhuang Yanyan suddenly felt a bit regretful for letting the grandson speak. She initially intended him to talk his older cousin into marriage, but in the end, it only made Jinglei more embarrassed.

"You little brat, whose side are you on!?"

"Neutral." Qin Sijue replied with two words, finished eating, and turned away from the dining room.

He was naturally neutral. Whether it’s his cousin or Feng Jinglei, if they don’t like each other, what’s the point in marrying? It would only end tragically.

"You!" Watching the grandson’s back as he left, Zhuang Yanyan was so angry that her head hurt.

At this moment, Feng Jinglei suddenly spoke, "Grandpa Qin."

Qin Guozhong turned his gaze to her, feeling the urge to support her grievance. But these two grandsons had grown up, and their wings were too strong to consider the grandfather who raised them painstakingly.

"Let’s not mention marriage again in the future. I... actually have someone I like."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yanyan was so shocked her expression changed, full of urgency and regret, "Jinglei, do you really have someone you like?"

Feng Jinglei nodded, not wanting to embarrass herself repeatedly.

She knew Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin meant well, aware that she liked Qin Feimo, so they wanted to facilitate this marriage.

"But, haven’t you always liked Feimo?" Zhuang Yanyan furrowed her brows, full of pity.