Leng Chenxuan loosened his tie, somewhat helplessly, "Grandma…" He had played along enough, and grandma had her fun, but that was all.
"It seems there's no satisfactory match… Chenxuan, come over to grandma." Cheng Xiuhe glanced over the crowd of beauties, her beautiful eyes suddenly gleaming with mystery, her well-maintained face radiating charm.
As her grandson approached, she took Ning Ruolan's delicate hand and placed it into Leng Chenxuan's broad palm, "Ruolan just told me about your relationship, Chenxuan, really, this is good news, why keep it from grandma…"
"Good news?" Leng Chenxuan looked coldly towards Ning Ruolan, who had a blush on her face, his eyebrows knit with suspicion. What exactly had this woman told his grandmother?
He tried to move his hand uncomfortably, but grandma held on tight, enveloping both his palm and Ning Ruolan's petite hand in her own.
