Luo Qiangwei walked over with a cup of water, and the moment Senior Madame Mo heard footsteps, she immediately stuffed the photograph into her pocket. Qiangwei saw it but didn't point it out, merely smiling, "Granny, my agent Yang Wei just called me, saying that Chi Mu appreciated your hospitality at lunch, and he really likes you. Do you like him too?"
Senior Madame Mo was startled by the remark and was about to laugh when she suddenly straightened her face and used her grandson as a shield without hesitation, "Nonsense! I'm too old for likes and dislikes. It was only for Che'er's sake that I entertained your friend, hmph!"
"Is that so? Well, thank you, Granny. But about Chi Mu...oh,"
Luo Qiangwei sighed as she spoke, which immediately made Senior Madame Mo frown with concern, "What's wrong?"
