At Ling Tianya's sigh, Ruan Zeyan's brows furrowed on instinct. "What is it?"
Ling Tianya fiddled with the man's big hands. "Just suddenly thought of someone."
"Who?"
"My grandmother."
Watching as Madame Ling rushed to be there during Guan Meiyi's wedding, crying as they fell into a hug, Ling Tianya felt a tugging in her heart.
"I've never heard you speak of her," Ruan Zeyan prompted lightly.
All of these years, Ling Tianya rarely brought up up her grandmother. That was because ever since her mother, Yu Meizi, had eloped with someone else, the Ling family and Yu family had basically become mortal enemies and ended all their relationships.