However, Old Master Chu actually knows that Song Qiao can never be with his grandson in this life, and at this moment, at the Chu Family mansion in Beijing, Old Master Chu, who just hung up the phone, picked up his phone and browsed Weibo, finally clicking on a piece of Weibo news to have a look. It was still criticism of Song Qiao, and he couldn’t hold back. Old Master Chu directly left a comment below the Weibo post.

"There are many people in this world who are just catching wind and shadows, and even more who will curse someone to death without hesitation. It’s really scary how people don’t know the truth and only trust what they think they know."

Old Master Chu checked the simple comment carefully to see if there were any typos. Finding none, he clicked send.

Just as Old Master Chu was about to close Weibo, a notification sound came from the phone. Upon looking, he found someone had replied to him, but it wasn’t worth responding to.

WorldTooBigYetUnableToMeet: ’How do you know they are just catching wind and shadows? What if what they’re saying is the truth?’

LittleXia: ’You say we’re just following the herd, why not just call us the army then?’

Seeing this comment, the old man snorted, saying indifferently, "You really do look like part of the army."

However, he didn’t reply directly but continued to look at the next comment.

YourLittleAncestorIsOnline: ’This really makes that Song Qiao sound like a saint. I dare say that Song Qiao is definitely a two-timing bitch, probably not only fooling the president of the CK Group but also the heir of the Ji Group.’

After reading this, Old Master Chu practically blew his beard and glared, thinking, why didn’t they also say that she had fooled his grandson?

He knows better than anyone what kind of person Song Qiao is, and he knows better than anyone what kind of character that child has.

If it weren’t for the fact that Song Qiao already has two children with Lu Jingchen, and Song Qiao isn’t interested in his grandson, he would absolutely have Chu Munan marry Song Qiao.

The people online are too much, not knowing the truth, yet wishing people dead with their nasty words.

Though Old Master Chu left just one comment, in less than a minute, dozens of people commented on his comment, and in less than three minutes, the comments reached over a hundred.

There were one or two who agreed with him, but they were quickly cursed at by others.

The more Old Master Chu looked, the angrier he felt, so he just directly closed Weibo and tossed the phone aside, not wanting to look anymore!

...

When Song Qiao brought Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan to Chu Munan’s place, Chu Munan was on the phone with his subordinates, asking them to handle the Weibo matter and to find the person behind it.

There was a sound at the door, and he thought it was Ji Sifan. When he raised his head, he saw the door open and Song Qiao, holding a bag of groceries, came in with Song Nianhuan and Lu Wangshu.

Seeing it was Song Qiao, he said into the phone, "Just handle it like this for now. Arrange for someone to take down those topics first."

After hanging up, he directly stood up and walked towards the door, approaching Song Qiao and warmly asked, "What brings you here today?"

Song Qiao looked at him and smiled slightly, "Why, you don’t want to see me?"

"No way? I’d love for you to settle down here, come in first." With that, he made way for them to enter.

Song Nianhuan saw Chu Munan and immediately broke into a bright smile, excitedly calling out, "Godfather..."

Chu Munan bent down to pick her up, and the little girl immediately brought her face close and gave him a peck.

The room immediately filled with the cheerful sounds of children’s giggles. At the sight of Song Nianhuan, Chu Munan’s originally indifferent expression softened as he smiled and asked her, "Have you been good at school?"

Upon hearing this, Song Nianhuan’s expression changed slightly, and even her gaze began to dodge.

Seeing her like this, Chu Munan immediately knew that something must have happened.

He carried her to the living room, setting the little one down to sit properly on the sofa before asking gently, "Huanhuan, tell godfather, did something happen at school?"

Song Nianhuan lowered her head, looking guilty, and said, "I’m sorry, godfather. I got into a fight at school today, but..." She suddenly looked up earnestly at Chu Munan, "...but they started it, it’s not my fault..."

The little girl couldn’t lie, so she had to honestly tell Chu Munan.

Song Qiao stood aside watching her daughter with Chu Munan, knowing that the little girl listens to Chu Munan and is very close to him, she felt at ease with him being with the two kids, saying, "I’ll go make some food."

Chu Munan acknowledged with a hum, waiting until Song Qiao went into the kitchen before sitting next to Song Nianhuan, "They? You mean you didn’t just fight with one classmate?"

Song Nianhuan held up four fingers, "It was three of them."

Chu Munan, "So was it three or four."

Song Nianhuan blinked, then turned to look at Lu Wangshu standing nearby, eyes pleading for help, "Brother..."

Lu Wangshu set down his and Song Nianhuan’s school bags, gave her a helpless look, then reached over to wrap one of her fingers back, "This makes three."

This silly girl.

Still a little silly girl.

Actually, Lu Wangshu was still mad at Song Nianhuan, because when she got into the fight, she didn’t come tell him and instead fought off the three girls in the bathroom.

Clearly, she had him as her brother, but this little idiot didn’t think of him when trouble came.

He only found out after Nianhuan and Feng Tingting were taken to the teacher’s office, when they hadn’t come back to class by the time it started.

So, Lu Wangshu was still a bit upset.

Even though in the end his little sister managed to take on three and wasn’t hurt.

Raising an eyebrow, Chu Munan’s gaze fell on Lu Wangshu, asking, "And you? You didn’t help when Huanhuan was fighting?"

Lu Wangshu immediately looked down, lips pressed together with a bit of guilt as he replied, "I’m sorry, I didn’t protect my sister well enough."