Were These Really Made By Her Silly Stoic Grandson?

But, Old Madam Shen's assumption was wrong. Her grandson understood the meaning behind Old Madam Jia's words.

How could he didn't see her true intention when she made it so obvious?

They bumped into each other purely by chance but, Old Madam Jia was quick to grab the opportunity by trying to let her granddaughter get to know him.

With a faint smile, Asher rejected the offer, "I'm sorry but, I have to decline it. I still have somewhere I need to bring my grandmother to."

Old Madam Jia blinked her eyes, confusion was written in them by Asher's direct refusal.

"Oh... is it here?" Old Madam Jia swiftly recollected herself, "I'd love to see where a filial grandson like you want to bring his grandmother."

Before Asher could answer, Tracy spoke. She put a hand behind Old Madam Jia's back and gently squeezed her waist.

"We've interrupted your time with your grandmother, Young Master Shen. Please, go ahead. Don't let us hold you back any longer."