Over forty minutes later, the pair drove to Liang Xianghe's home.
On the way there, Lin Yi stopped to buy some things.
Since he was visiting Liang Ruoxu's grandfather, Lin Yi didn't dare to be casual and spent tens of thousands of dollars on some decent items.
After all, it had just passed the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and according to the traditions of the people in China, the New Year was not yet officially over. When visiting someone's home, it was natural not to come empty-handed.
Moreover, it was to see Liang Ruoxu's grandfather.
Seeing the two come in, Yang Yuhua welcomed them with a beaming smile.
"When you called just now, you said there was nothing important. Why did you still come?" Yang Yuhua's tone was somewhat complaining: