Catching a glimpse of her grandson's dark complexion in the corner of her eye, Madam Jiang let out a knowing smile and affectionately took Ye Jiuliang's hand, "It's okay, there's no relation now, but there will be in the future."
Not used to being so close to others, Ye Jiuliang felt a bit uncomfortable and tried inconspicuously to retract her hand.
"It's getting late, so I should be going."
Fearing that she might hurt the elderly lady, Ye Jiuliang didn't dare to pull too hard. Unable to free her hand, she cast a pleading look at Li Mochan.
Li Mochan's dark eyes dimmed, and in the end, he couldn't bear to see her in difficulty, "Grandma, you've made her hand red."
