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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three: The First Meeting in the Afterglow of Twilight(2/2)

She is obviously not a young woman, but she gives off a very strong sense of beauty.

Her years and charm seemed to have settled on her body over time, without changing at all, just like the mysterious and vague smile that had always been at the corner of her mouth.

The light in his eyes was as solid as water, unchanging.

"You came?"

This was the same greeting tone as an acquaintance, and she turned her head with a mysterious smile on her face.

Shocked by the garden in the building and the woman in front of him, Fangran's footsteps suddenly stopped at the door. He didn't react until he heard these words.

He quickly looked embarrassed, scratched his head and said:

"Um, hello, I'm Fang..."

"I've always wanted to see you once, Fangran, a long time ago."

The gorgeous woman in front of her in the last afterglow of dusk looked at Fang Ran and said with a smile. Her pupils were the color of glass, and she was looking at Fang Ran who was standing at the door.

The expected opening remarks were interrupted, and Fangran felt a little stiff. He did not expect this situation at all.

Standing at the door, quite a distance away from the other party, looking at the woman sitting at the end of the garden in the middle of the building, I felt a little at a loss.

What was a long time ago?

And she is the big shot I want to meet?

With this doubtful thought in his mind, Fangran blinked a little dullly, and you could see the restrained movements on his body.

Then after hearing the other party's words, he laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Uh, yeah, I'm honored to see that...meet..."

"Don't you know my name?"

Looking at Fang Ran who was stuck in words, she held up her cheeks and smiled with interest, an unknown expression reflected in her glazed pupils.

"I thought the 'little girl' around you would tell you..."

Little girl? What little girl?

Just when Fangran was stunned by her words, she smiled softly, picked up the black tea at hand, as if tasting the twilight, the end of the sunshine, and smiled at Fangran and said:

"I am Lian Xin's grandmother, Shui Linlang. Of course, I don't mind if you want to call me grandma."

Ancestor...grandmother!?

Fangran's eyes widened slightly, and he was shocked when he looked at the luxurious woman in her thirties across the garden.

She...she is Shui Lianxin's grandmother!?

Shui Linlang looked at Fang Ran with a smile. Only then did Fang Ran realize his gaffe. No matter whether the other person was Shui Lianxin's grandmother or not, she was an important person he should treat politely this time.

"Ah, really... that... you look so young."

With a look of amazement on his face, Fang Ran said sincerely. At this moment, his eyes were full of wonder from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, but I really want to chat with you now about Lian Xin..."

She put down the enamel teacup, just as the sun was setting outside and the afterglow was fading, she tilted her head and smiled, and then sighed softly.

"It's okay, it's okay. The night game has been fine recently. I came here just to listen to your explanation of those things."

Hearing the worry in the other person's words, Fangran said quickly, with a polite smile as a junior on his face.

Facing Shui Lianxin's grandmother, Fangran was actually a little nervous, and what he said just now clearly showed signs of admitting the same thing, so he must have heard wrong.

"But I have given up my time in the afternoon to my granddaughter, so now I want to use this time to talk to you seriously about other things."

The glazed pupils turned, and Shui Linlang's gaze silently stared at Fang Ran. The smile on her face remained unchanged, still mysterious and invisible.

"Well...I'm quite serious now..."

And why did you give it to your granddaughter?

Fangran swallowed nervously and tried to make the conversation more relaxed. From the moment he entered the room...well, no, when he entered this garden like an auditorium, he always felt...

It was extremely stressful to have a conversation with such a big shot.

And for some reason the atmosphere was abnormal.

So Fangran laughed stiffly like "uh haha" and tried to lighten the atmosphere.

"I mean, it's not you like this, but..."

Shui Linlang's hand was on the tea table, holding her smiling cheek. This action was not very suitable for her age, but it didn't feel out of place on her face.

like what?

Fangran blinked, neither walking forward nor pushing back the door to leave. He just stood there, confused.

Then he heard it.

The nervous sneer on his face and his wandering eyes slowly disappeared. The nervousness of walking into this grand and elegant garden like an auditorium and the restraint of facing Shui Linlang all disappeared from him.

His whole person suddenly froze, and everything about his 'usual appearance' disappeared from him.

He was left looking out the window on one side with his slightly widened and completely frozen pupils, showing an expression of disbelief.

"How about the same attitude as when you were chatting with that foreign girl? And..."

Shui Linlang's smile remained unchanged, and the color of the glass in her eyes was extremely mysterious.
Chapter completed!
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