Old Lady Shi's voice, in this night, did not sound very kind.
Shi Mei immediately looked up when she heard Old Lady Shi's voice.
Old Lady Shi clearly was not like the typical people in their sixties or seventies.
She wore a long plaid sweater with a beautiful lace skirt underneath, and her exquisite makeup made her slightly aged face look very delicate and vibrant.
Her hair was a beautiful silver, mixed with strands of black, looking not only trendy but also very youthful and decent.
If it weren't for the inescapable wrinkles on her face, it would be hard to believe she was an elderly lady nearing seventy.
Old Lady Shi adjusted her custom-made gold-rimmed glasses, scrutinizing Shi Mei critically and said, "What's with your face? Being a fool is one thing, but why is it smeared as well?"
Ling Yan, seeing Old Lady Shi, was not surprised; he clearly knew that she was supposed to return today and merely called out softly, "Grandma."
