Fu Yuanshan remained silent for a moment.
He looked at Fu Tingzhou, his gaze steadfast, as if this was merely a notification for him rather than a request for his opinion or consent. Fu Yuanshan was tired too; past eighty years of age, he sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. After enduring so many things, he knew well that nobody could stop what his grandson wished to do.
Moreover, Tang Xi was a girl he had met several times.
If not for all these incidents, Tang Xi might have already become a member of the Fu Family by now.
The elderly gentleman waved his hand, "You make the decision yourself, I'm tired, I want to rest. Ask Uncle Lao to take care of me."
Fu Tingzhou bowed his head slightly, "Thank you, Grandfather, for your indulgence."
