"Cough, cough…" Xu Musen cleared his throat.
An Nuannuan smiled and nodded, her eyes curved in a crescent moon shape: "Mm, got it, Second Uncle."
"Hahaha, alright, I won't tease you two. Congratulations on your engagement. The next visit will be for the wedding!"
Director An smiled, patted Xu Musen's shoulder, and went to the other side to entertain the An Family relatives with An Shanhai.
Not long after, a slightly stooped figure approached the door. Professor Liang had arrived. Her hair, with its white strands, was neatly tied up. The years had left many wrinkles on her cheeks. Today, she wore a traditional robe, almost like a qipao, reminiscent of the most elegant attire of old Shanghai.
"Grandma Liang."
An Nuannuan jogged over to support her arm.
"Nuannuan…"
Professor Liang looked at An Nuannuan with a trance-like expression. An Nuannuan looked like a fairy today.
A woman's most beautiful moments in life.
"Grandma Liang."
