Ran Shilang was the legitimate son of Ran Pingyu, named Yunsheng. At about seventeen or eighteen years old, he had rosy lips and white teeth, a complexion like spring flowers and the moon, with a refreshed and bright appearance. His elegance was startling, clear and spirited like the early orioles of spring.
Ran Yan was momentarily taken aback, as she hadn't realized there was such a strikingly beautiful man beside her while he remained silent, with his head slightly lowered.
"Of course, I remember. When I was little, Shilang often brought me fun things to play with," Ran Yan murmured, lowering her head.
The moment Ran Yunsheng broke into a smile, revealing his pearly white teeth, he was so stunningly beautiful, he drew the envious gazes of the Zhou family's offspring.
Ran Yunsheng quickened his pace and said to Ran Wen, "Uncle, I haven't seen Ayan for two years and have missed her dearly. How about I escort her back to the manor?"
