Jun Ye held his teacup, slowly sipping, with a composed expression, betraying no hint of surprise.
For him, perhaps he had long been aware of the relationship between Fan Shuxia and the Fan and Wen families, and it was merely a matter of witnessing the fact in person today. Besides, he was a leader who clearly separated public from private matters. Fan Shuxia's family background did not conflict with his principles for hiring people.
"Please, take a seat," old Liu invited them to sit down, noticing that Grandmother Fan's gaze had drifted over towards Manman, he smiled and asked, "Grandma, did you spot someone familiar?"
Grandmother Fan's answer was quite clever, "My eyes are not what they used to be, and without my glasses, even you are a blur. If you were to deceive me now, I think I would be easily fooled."
Old Liu laughed heartily, asking if they wanted red bean double-skin milk, then turned back to the kitchen to prepare it.
