Wen Jiliang paused slightly while brewing tea as he heard this, then continued, "It's just that they look similar. There are so many people in the world who look alike. You attended the banquet today and must be tired. Have some tea and then go rest!"
Wen Zeyu nodded, took a sip of tea, and then got up to return to his room.
"The eldest young master is back."
A servant's voice rang out as Wen Zelin walked in from outside the front door. Just in time to see Wen Zeyu going upstairs with his head down, he asked, "What's wrong with Zeyu?"
After speaking, he sat down at the tea table. Wen Jiliang poured him a cup of tea and said calmly, "He's missing your grandmother."
Upon hearing this, Wen Zelin paused slightly in the middle of unbuttoning his collar...
Wen Jiliang continued, "Today, Zeyu went to attend a banquet where he met a woman who looked very much like your grandmother.
She looked so much like her that Zeyu mistook her for your grandmother.
