Jiang Ruolan always felt a bit awkward when meeting old people. She lived in an unfamiliar environment since she was a child until she was 17 years old. She lived alone with Yijun and rarely meets a good elder.
Under Zhan An's gentle gaze, she felt awkward and didn't know what to say. She looked skeptically at certain someone who was still pretending to be stupid.
"Mom." Xian Zihao's eyes showed helplessness as he sighed and laughed. "Stop forcing her. You're scaring her."
"Scared?" Zhan An was stunned and quickly held Jiang Ruolan's hand tightly. "Good child, don't be afraid. My personality is always like this. If you are not used to it, then it's fine, but you have to quickly give me a grandson. I can't wait to hear your child call me grandma. "
Jiang Ruolan kept blinking her eyes. She turned her head to look at Xian Zihao, whose face was completely black.
