Since he was all set, he boldly said, "She's in the master bedroom on the second floor. You can go up and take a look, but try not to make too much noise. It'd be bad if you woke her up since Ranran is a bit grumpy when she wakes up."
Grandma looked at Fu Chenlie skeptically, "You know her that well?"
"Sleeping together every day, knowing she's grumpy when she wakes up, isn't that normal?"
"Hmph."
Grandma didn't bother with further chatter, ascended the stairs, and when she reached the master bedroom door, she pushed it open very gently. Seeing Wen Ran really lying there, asleep on her grandson's bed, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
Just as she was about to look away and close the door, something struck her.
Why were there no shoes of Ranran beside the bed?
Neither were Ranran's clothes on the coat rack in the room!
Grandma, aged past fifty with plenty of life experience, wouldn't fail to see through such a simple trick after so many years.