Chapter 189: Feeling Like Crying_1

Nan Fei brought Jiang Yang to granny's house, only to find Huo Linong sitting at the dining table, eating noodles from a course porcelain bowl. The hands which usually held a chalk box or pen holding such a bowl seemed entirely out of character.

His entire presence in the main hall felt out of place.

Yet, it seemed he was entirely oblivious towards it, simultaneously praising whilst slurping the noodles, "Auntie, the homemade noodles you made are incredibly delicious, I've never had any like these."

Guan Rufang graciously accepted his compliment, "If it's tasty, then eat more, you should visit us more often."

"I will, I certainly will."

Zhou Yongxian sat in a wheelchair, delicately savoring her noodles from a small bowl. Her elegant movements carried a certain charm. This mother-son duo elevated the demeanor of the entire Jiang household with their mere presence.

"Hmph! You think with your flattering words, I'd forgive you? You wish."