"Who are you?"
Shen Yanhe's eyes narrowed slightly.
She quickly recalled all the people she had met before.
She was certain she had never seen this person before.
The visitor bore ill intentions.
"You haven't seen me, but you certainly know my granddaughter," Xia Zhilan looked down on Shen Yanhe with a certain contempt in her eyes, "I am Xia Ran's grandmother."
Xia Ran's grandmother.
Shen Yanhe's eyebrows raised slightly, "What would you like to talk to me about?"
"This isn't a good place to talk," Xia Zhilan did not reveal her purpose directly, pointing towards a nearby café.
"Let's go there."
As her words fell, she didn't wait to see if Shen Yanhe would agree or follow; she just walked toward the café.
The bodyguards that Xia Zhilan brought surrounded Shen Yanhe and gestured for her to follow, forcefully saying, "Miss Shen, please."
Shen Yanhe looked at these bodyguards with a flicker of mockery in her eyes.
It seemed she had no choice but to talk that day.