Ye Shuang had to accompany Grandmother Luo, which, of course, had nothing to do with Fang Mo. Even if his sister seemed to be interested in him, even if Fang Mo himself had quite a good impression of him… that was ultimately someone else's private business.
Therefore, no matter how strong the curiosity was, it didn't cross Fang Mo's mind to suggest something as rude as being an extra tour guide to join the fun. However, if the other party proposed it, like a fat cow walking into the crocodile's open mouth, then it would be a completely different story.
Was this fate or just a coincidence? Who could really tell? But that is exactly what happened the following day.
…
After about half a beat, with a twitch of his lips, Fang Mo rolled up the painting he was examining and nodded at Ye Shuang, who was holding the door open for a genial old lady. "This is such a coincidence, Mr. Ye."
