All these years, he had never forgotten Ye Tian's loves and tastes.
Ye Youyou walked in and looked around. She realized that the décor was actually very elegant and refined. In a small town such as this, the place looked extraordinarily stylish.
When Ye Youyou didn't see any trace of her grandfather after looking around, an ominous sense of foreboding came over her. She looked toward Ye Zhenhua and asked, "Where is Grandfather?"
Ye Zhenhua looked at the expression on Ye Youyou's face. With a hint of rebuke, he spoke to her in the same manner he did when she had done something wrong as a child. "Grandfather is inside, but he doesn't speak Mandarin. Can you still speak in our local dialect?"
Ye Youyou tried to recall the term and ventured, "Gramps?"
Ye Zhenhua couldn't resist smiling as he replied, "Gramps is inside. Hurry on in."
Ye Youyou's heart warmed up. She walked into the main hall, but Gramps was nowhere to be seen.
