The old lady happily introduced to Shen Yanchen, "Yanchen, this is Grandma Zhang's little granddaughter. She just came back from abroad recently. She was here for Grandma's birthday the year before last. Do you remember?"
Shen Yanchen didn't have any intention of being polite and said directly, "Sorry, I don't really remember."
The smile on the woman's face disappeared, and she said, "It's okay, we weren't formally introduced last time. My name is Ding Jing."
Shen Yanchen's gaze fell on the dishes the servant brought to the table. He nodded slightly and responded with a "Hmm."
The old lady, understanding her grandson's nature, said, "Let's eat first, we can chat while eating." Then she glanced at Gu Qimiao with a hint of inquisitiveness in her eyes. It was probably because Ding Jing was present that she didn't insist on asking who this girl was, to avoid any awkwardness.
There were only three sets of cutlery on the table, obviously missing Gu Qimiao's.
