An Yueqin warmly smiled. She took out her glasses and patted her head. "How did you recognize me?"
Chyou was proud. "Grandma is very pretty! Grandpa said he can also know it's you from anywhere! Because Grandma is beautiful like Mama!"
She coughed.
Is that why he could recognize me outside Grandeur that day even though I wore a scarf?
"That…" she tried to smile, "I am not your Grandma. Your Grandpa is misunderstanding things."
Chyou pouted. "How can you not my Grandma? You and Mama are same. Pretty and sparkling! And and very kind!"
She smiled. "What about Grandpa?"
Chyou pursed her lips. "Grandpa is good and plays with me sometimes. But…"
She narrowed her eyes. "But?"
Chyou lowered her head. "Grandpa is busy now a lot. Mama is with Dada and I am alone at home. Grandpa not play anymore with Chyou…" tears threatened to fill her eyes.