"Is this Mr. Lu?"
The old lady wore a dark qipao with a coffee-colored coat outside, her white hair neatly coiled, giving her an elegant aura.
Upon hearing the voice, Lu Jinghan stopped in his tracks, holding Han Xi's hand, and turned to the old lady: "And you are?"
"I heard my grandson, Wen Yichen, has been bothering you for a long time here. Today, I've come to take him home."
Ever since Wen Yichen ran away from home, the old lady had sent people to search everywhere. Eventually, she heard news of Wen Yichen at that guest house, and thus, she found her way to Lu Jinghan.
The old lady had investigated Lu Jinghan, knowing his status in An City, so she didn't force entry but waited in the car for them.
Upon hearing the old lady's words, Han Xi tightened her grip on Lu Jinghan's hand. This old lady was Wen Yichen's grandmother, which made her Han Xi's grandmother too.
