Looking at the person who entered, Su Li stood up. Although it had been four years, she couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous.
"Grandma, hello."
Old Lady Wei's hair was now fully silver. Seeing Su Li didn't seem to surprise her much, but there wasn't much of a smile on her face either—it was obvious that her granddaughter's presence wasn't particularly pleasing.
"You're here too."
"Ah, yes."
At that moment, Su Li really couldn't explain why she was there.
Indeed, why was she here? There was no longer any relationship between her and Chengfeng. No, it wasn't right to say there was no relationship at all—it was the kind of relationship that made her presence here now feel utterly embarrassing.
Old Lady Wei, supported by a servant, sat down on the sofa and scrutinized Su Li from head to toe. "Sit."
Sitting on the edge of the sofa, Su Li rested her hands on her knees, fingers silently twisting together.
"You haven't been in City B these years, have you?"
"Hmm, I haven't."
