Chapter 895: A Visit from Mrs. Gu (2)

Yang Yun was puzzled when she didn’t see her son anywhere in this house.

“Aunty, Jiahang has gone out to meet a friend but he should be back soon,” He Xiyan said with an awkward smile. Her flushed face reflected the anxiety and unease she was feeling. She gestured for Yang Yun and Shaoqian’s cousin to head inside. Then, she went to the kitchen to prepare tea for the guests.

Yuan Yuan emerged from the bedroom and immediately two aunties who he had never met sitting on the sofa. Wait, one of them was an aunty but the other looked more like his grandmother’s age.

Yuan Yuan carried a sketchbook and a box of colored pencils and walked to the sofa. Then, he stared at Yang Yun and Gu Lin curiously.

“Hello, aunties,” he said with a smile. He would always address women he didn’t know as ‘aunty’.

Yang Yun and Gu Lin didn’t know how to react.

They froze in shock and their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at this little boy.

Yang Yun was so shocked that she dropped the bag that she was holding.

A myriad of emotions flashed past her face and she looked both shocked and surprised.

“Hello, you are…” Yang Yun asked and she felt her heart race.

There was a quick flash of hopefulness in her eyes.

Could this be her grandson?

Did she truly have a grandson who had grown to be so big?

My god, why didn’t Shaoqian tell her?

Yuan Yuan didn’t understand why these two women were looking at him so strangely.

“Hello, I’m Yuan Yuan,” he said as he introduced himself. He walked to the table and took a bite of the apple that his mother had sliced for him.

“Yuan Yuan…” Yang Yun muttered this name and her smile grew wider. She even stretched out her hand and wanted to pull this sweet little boy to her side.

This boy was so adorable and good-looking, just as Shaoqian was when he was a child. He looked cute and intelligent.

He Xiyan who was in the kitchen nearby was so shocked that she dropped the tea leaves she held onto the floor. She bit her lips and her face was flushed red in embarrassment.

Although she had known that Yuan Yuan would emerge from the bedroom, she felt extremely nervous when she saw Yang Yun’s elated expression. She felt a little conflicted about this because she knew that Yang Yun had been mistaken.

“Yuan Yuan…” He Xiyan said.

“Mom…” Yuan Yuan answered loudly and put his sketchbook and colored pencils aside before he ran into the kitchen.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” Yuan Yuan asked as he cocked his head to look at her. He noticed that his mother looked very odd and her face was as red as a monkey’s bottom.

He Xiyan looked at her son and she struggled with herself for a moment but she finally stopped herself from saying those words that were at the tip of her tongue.

Forget it, she couldn’t bring herself to lie.

“Nothing’s wrong. Yuan Yuan, head back outside to play,” He Xiyan waved him off and gestured for him to head to the living room.

He Xiyan emerged from the kitchen two minutes later carrying a tray with two cups of freshly brewed tea. She walked to the living room and handed one cup to Jiahang’s mother and the other cup to Gu Lin.

“Aunty, please have some tea first. I’ll go prepare some fruits for you,” she said with a smile and tried her best to maintain this smile because this was the way for her to ease the awkwardness she felt.

Yang Yun placed her cup of tea on the table and reached out to tug at He Xiyan’s sleeve.

“Yan Yan, is Yuan Yuan…?” Yang Yun couldn’t help but ask and she was bursting with excitement and hope.