Chapter 173 - I Dont Feel That Way Towards Lu Shanhe
Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter
Song Chen put on his leather shoes and prepared to drive to the set to visit.
Lu Shanhe was too lazy to chase him away given that Song Chen had been sending snacks to the filming crew every second day. He only warned him not to get too close to Gu Manxi, which made people suspicious.
Song Chen went downstairs and passed by the vibrant garden at home. A loud voice called out to him, âStop.â
Song Chen stopped, his handsome face filled with helplessness.
He turned around and bowed to the old man in the gazebo, greeting him, âGrandpa.â
There was a modern gazebo in the garden supported by a grape rack. Strings of green grapes hung on the branches, and under the sunlight, it was full of greenery. The old man was leisurely lying on the gazebo. He pulled a green grape and threw it at Song Chen. âGet your ass over here.â
Song Chen Sighed and walked over.
Old Man Song had a head full of white hair and was full of energy. His sharp and shrewd eyes seemed to be able to see through any disguise. Old Master Song narrowed his eyes. âWhatâs going on between you and that kid from the Lu Family? Old Lady Lu called me yesterday and scolded me. She said that you go to her obedient grandsonâs filming set every day to cause trouble.â
Song Chen raised his eyebrows. âThatâs not true.â
Old Master Song stroked his chin and said, âYou had Assistant Song deliver things to Lu Shanheâs filming set every now and then, but you still go to the filming very often regardless. Just now, I saw through the binoculars that you were meticulously dressing up.â
Song Chen was very calm. âThe company has invested heavily in Lu Shanheâs film project. I want to keep up with the progress at all times.â
The reason was grand.
Grandfather Song stroked his beard faster. He stared at his favorite grandson and shook his head, he sighed again. âTell me the truth. I donât blame you. Iâve seen all kinds of storms in my life. All these years, Iâve arranged for various young ladies to go on blind dates with you. You donât like any of them. Even that Miss Cheng is just a decoration. I can see it clearly too.â
Song Chen said, âYou are extremely intelligent, Grandpa. My engagement with Cheng Qingyun is just a facade.â
Back then, Song Chen had agreed to be engaged to Cheng Qingyun, firstly out of gratitude, and secondly because of the family eldersâ endless blind dates.
Old Master Song let out a long sigh, it was as if he had finally accepted reality. âLu Shanhe, that kid, is young and talented. The movie he made was pretty good. Back then, he made âIn the Prime of Timeâ. Alas, even I watched it over and over again.â
Song Chen felt that his grandfatherâs words had a hidden meaning.
Old Master Song said slowly, âYou like that kid, Lu Shanhe. After thinking about it, I can still accept it.â
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May God be on my side. I have no interest in that kid at all!
âGrandfather isnât blind. Itâs my fault that the Song family had come to an end.â Old Master Song let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, âI should have kept an eye on your father and asked him to give birth to a few more. Sigh, I wouldnât have fallen so low that I wouldnât even be able to have a great-grandson.â
Song Chen: â⦠Grandpa, I really donât have that kind of interest in Lu Shanhe.â
Grandpa Song waved his hand, he acted like an experienced person. âAlright, donât try to hide it. Itâs my eightieth birthday in half a month. Iâll send an invitation to Lu Shanhe. As for Miss Cheng, donât hang around that girl either. If the engagement should be annulled, then so be it.â
Song Chen felt a headache coming on. He still wanted to explain. Grandpa, donât think too much. In fact, you already have a cute and obedient great-granddaughter.
Grandpa Song casually picked up a few green grapes and threw them at him, telling him to get lost.
Song Chen rolled away gloomily. He secretly planned to bring Chuchu over when his grandpaâs 80th birthday arrived.