"Grandpa, let me help you." Feng Zheyu sensed something and was about to reach out to support the old man's other hand, but was waved away by the old man.
"You rascal, I don't want you to help! I want a pretty girl to help!"
Feng Zheyu: "..."
He could see that the old man was secretly making things difficult for Lu Xiaoyou.
Feng Zheyu walked around from behind the old man and stood beside Lu Xiaoyou.
The old man snorted lightly when he saw Feng Zheyu change his position.
Who would've thought that the boy he'd raised for over twenty years would be so easily swayed by beauty!
"Huang Family girl," the old man called out to her softly.
"Grandpa, you can call me Xiaoyou."
The old man twitched one side of his mustache, "I heard you took down seven special forces members from the Huofeng Special Agent Group in just half an hour during your rehabilitation training. Where did you learn such skills?"
"I don't really know. When they charged at me, my body just moved on its own."
