In the vicinity, the Jiang family had also arrived. After a bout of tears and lamentations, they took Jiang Nuan away.
Grandma Gao and Grandpa Gao had also come. Upon seeing her grandson, Grandma Gao was overcome with emotion, laughing and crying simultaneously. "Heaven be praised, my precious grandson has returned. You rascal, why haven't you taken your son home yet? I've never seen such irresponsible parents!"
Grandma Gao's tone was tinged with reproach. Her son, Gao Lang, had returned, but her daughter-in-law was nowhere to be seen. Didn't she hold even a sliver of affection for Gao Ming in her heart?
The more Grandma Gao thought about it, the angrier she became. She gave her son a hard smack on the back. It was then that everyone noticed a slender, refined-looking man standing next to Grandma Gao and Grandpa Gao.
This man bore a striking resemblance to Gao Ming. To be precise, Gao Ming looked like him, as if he were a smaller version of the man.