Old Madam Kang was old, after all. She could not help but nag. "By the way, your uncle is also busy all day long. He's so busy that I can't see him, but he'll be back later. Don't mind him."
"I won't."
Hearing this answer, Old Madam Kang laughed again. "You're really as I thought you were."
After entering the room, Sheng Yang realized that there was someone else there. It was a tall foreign woman dressed fashionably. When she saw Old Madam Kang, she nodded politely. There was a Chinese interpreter beside her.
Old Madam Kang smiled slowly. "This is my granddaughter."
The interpreter immediately translated it for the foreign woman, who smiled at Sheng Yang before crossing her arms.
The interpreter explained, "This is their highest etiquette."
Sheng Yang's attitude was very indifferent.
