"Your eldest brother still hasn't woken up, let's not discuss this matter for now,"
For the first time, Jing Juntao looked at Jing Min with a kind gaze, "Grandfather said Tingzhi isn't suitable for you, you'll understand in the future."
Jing Juntao patted Jing Min's head, Jing Min froze for a moment, feeling surprisingly favored.
She widened her eyes and stared at Jing Juntao, "Grandfather..."
With that same kind gaze upon her, Jing Min recalled that her grandfather had always been someone who instilled fear at a glance.
As a child, she was timid, and every time Jing Juntao returned home, she would hide behind the village chief in fear at the sight of him.
Jing Juntao would try to coax her over with candy and ask for a hug, but she would never consent. Her timid and fearful demeanor genuinely was not endearing.
If Jing Juntao called her a few times, she would start crying, let alone her fear of Jing Juntao, she was scared even in the presence of strangers.
