The sky darkened slowly in summer. Although it was six in the evening, the red sunset could still be seen in the sky. When the night breeze blew, the fragrance of flowers filled the air.
Su Wan pointed at the door not far away and asked Uncle Fu, "Are Grandfather and Grandmother home?"
"Yes, they're both home"
Worry appeared on Uncle Fu's aged face. "Young Missy, Senior Master has not been in a good mood lately. Is there a reason you're looking for him?"
"Don't worry, Uncle Fu. I'm here to pass him the wedding invitation. I'm not here to provoke Grandfather."
As Su Wan spoke, there was a certain firmness in her eyes. Then, she held Jiang Xuecheng's hand and walked straight into the house.
When Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng walked past the entrance, she saw her grandmother, Zhao Ruolan, holding a thick photo album. She moved her reading glasses a little and was carefully turning the pages of the photo album.
