The old man was also startled, raising his triangular eyes in confusion. "Have we met before?"
"Uh...." Lin Xiangwan didn't know how to answer, casting a glance at Qin Muchuan.
Qin Muchuan pulled Lin Xiangwan closer, whispering softly. "Grandmother is ill and she can't remember the past!"
"Oh...."
The old master of the Qin family had already heard the story from his grandson, so he said in understanding, "Let's stop standing outside, come inside, come inside!"
"Yes, Grandpa!" Lin Xiangwan obediently replied, then naturally took the old grandmother's arm and helped her move forward. "Slow down, Grandma!"
Though Qin's Grandmother had no recollection of this daughter-in-law she had chosen all those years ago, she still liked her, slightly smiling. "Ah, don't worry, I'm not that old, my limbs are still nimble, I won't fall over!"
