"Grandfather Yang."

No matter how spacious this place was, it only took a few steps to gather together.

"Zhining, you’re here.” Grandfather Yang acknowledged with a smile.

As soon as Sheng Jiaoyang turned around, she met Shen Zhining's eyes.

Sheng Jiaoyang immediately looked away, and for some reason, she felt that there was a dangerous glint concealed within Shen Zhining's eyes. He was seemingly mulling something over.

Noticing Sheng Jiaoyang behind Grandfather Yang, Mr Liang curiously asked, "Mr Yang, who’s this?"

"Jiaojiao is my granddaughter," Grandfather Yang replied with a smile.

"No wonder you exude such a classy aura! Please forgive me for not greeting you earlier, I’ll punish myself with this glass of wine." Mr Liang was indeed good at social networking. He held up a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp while he secretly wondered where this granddaughter had come from because he’d seen Grandfather Yang’s granddaughter before.

"Uncle Liang, you’re too polite. As a junior, I should be the one proposing a toast to you," Sheng Jiaoyang said and raised her glass. She then smilingly added, "Uncle Liang, here's...