Grandma Tian finished her words and suddenly her eyes lit up. Her gaze fell on Meng Shuyan, and she said with exaggerated interest, "Sangsang, is this your son? Oh my, I've never taken a good look before. He's so handsome. I think his name is Yanyan, right? Yanyan, I'm your great-grandmother! Come here, little one, let great-grandma hold you."
Meng Shuyan had never been close to her, and he didn't even quite understand what their relationship was. He clung tightly to Tian Sangsang's neck, shrinking into her arms with a bit of fear. He still remembered how fierce this old lady used to be. Back then, she'd even tried to hit his mom.
Tian Sangsang thought Grandma Tian was acting a little out of character today, but recalling her usual behavior, she patted Meng Shuyan's back reassuringly and cautiously took two steps back. She said, "Grandma, is there something you need?"
