"Ah! What a good child!"
Jiang's mother's heart nearly melted with affection for the two children, warmly beckoning them, "Come here to grandma, I've prepared gifts for you."
Shen Yan didn't move, but Shen Ning, the cute little one, adapted very quickly to the sudden appearance of dad and grandpa and grandma. Upon hearing this, she toddled over to them.
With a sweet little voice, she said, "Are you really Ningbao's grandma? But you don't look like any other grandmas; you are prettier than all of them."
"Is that so?" Jiang's mother's face lit up with joy, indeed, a granddaughter is so considerate. Looking at the soft little girl in front of her, Jiang's mother was very pleased, hurriedly taking out a pile of gifts from behind her, and placed them in front of the little girl, "These are all for you and your brother, take a look, do you like them?"
"Thank you, grandma," Shen Ning sweetly expressed, her flattery keeping Mrs. Shen's smile unceasing.
