Old Mrs. Han patted Old Madam Shen's hand, gently comforting her.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Old Madam Shen shook her head, concealing the loneliness and hesitation in her eyes.
Listening to the two elders, the topic about auntie was thus bypassed.
Shen Minghan sighed in disappointment. Grandma really kept her lips tightly sealed, refusing to divulge a bit of information. What exactly happened back then, to escalate things to such a deadlock where the elders are unwilling to even mention a word about it?
Staying in the living room was boring for Shen Minghan, so he informed the elders and walked out towards the garden.
The Han Family's garden wasn't small. He followed the pebbled path all the way in, wanting to go to the quiet pavilion over there.
At this time, it was early autumn, and the garden was in full bloom with various kinds of Kimberley Queen Ferns, creating a unique flavor under the garden lights.
