Lu Chuan heard this and immediately put on a stern face: "No, your grandma was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Ji Weiwei's eyes widened, "Huh? Joking with me?"
Lu Chuan replied seriously, "That's right, elderly people love making this type of joke. Just listen and forget about it, no need to take it to heart."
Ji Weiwei looked bewildered, "Then… then okay."
Lu Chuan didn't want Ji Weiwei to dwell on this matter further. If she took her grandma's words seriously and insisted on marrying him, it would turn into a whole new headache. So, he quickly changed the subject: "Alright then, the haunting problem at your house has been solved, you can sleep peacefully now. Once I get back, I'll inform Uncle and ask him to send someone over to discuss the demolition with you. I'm heading out."
Ji Weiwei quickly called after him: "Wait… won't you stay for a cup of tea?"
Lu Chuan shook his head, "No tea for me, can't sleep after drinking it late at night."
