He watched his grandson grow up, so naturally, he knew exactly what kind of temperament his grandson had—stubborn as a mule, impossible to pull back once he set his mind on something.

Now, seeing Yun Zishu like this, it seemed he still hadn't figured things out.

If he had known it would turn out like this, the Second Elder would never have allowed Yun Zishu and Yun Xi to have too much contact.

But now, it's too late for regrets.