Seeing the elderly lady questioning her constantly, Shen Lan felt compelled to answer, but what the heck were these questions...?
How the heck would she know which aunt of Cheng Yanqing it was?
The elderly woman gave a cold, dismissive glance at the breakfast on the table, and she retorted coldly on purpose, "It's indeed not to my liking. Go buy me a bowl of millet porridge and a sweet potato."
Shen Lan: "!"
She had just arrived with Cheng Yanqing and was not familiar with their surroundings at all. How was she supposed to know where to buy breakfast?
Cheng Yanqing immediately stood up, "She just got here and isn't familiar with the place, I'll go buy it."
"Just let her go, I need to talk to you," the grandmother clearly wanted to send Shen Lan away on purpose.
Doesn't Cheng Yanqing understand what the grandmother means?
If he lets Shen Lan go like this, wouldn't that be putting her in a difficult position?
He is also a man after all!
