Chapter 6 - Eye-Catching

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Ji Ran sped home in his car. Once he arrived in his neighbourhood, he saw a black Mercedes-Benz outside his house.

He released the accelerator and pulled up next to the Benz. Winding down his window, he looked towards the backseat of the car and called, "Grandmother."

The woman sitting in the back didn't respond. Instead, the window at the driver's seat rolled down. The chauffeur spoke, "Mr. Ji, why don't you open the garage. The wind is rather strong and the madam is wary of the cold."

Ji Ran was silent for a moment before he retracted his gaze. The car moved forward, allowing his license plate to be scanned and the garage door slowly opened.

The black Benz drove in first.

Ji Ran parked his car and recalled something before he got out. He retrieved the pack of cigarettes from his pocket and carelessly threw it to the backseat. On the other side, the backdoor of the other car finally opened, revealing an old woman slowly getting out.

The old woman's hair was white and her style of dressing made her appear extremely elegant. She slightly raised her brow, although when she glanced at Ji Ran's clothes, they couldn't help but dip for a second before returning to normal.

They hadn't met in many years, but Ji Ran's tone when greeting her was still very respectful, "Grandmother."

In the Ji family, if there was anyone who ever cared for him even a little, it would be the old madam. Without her, Ji Ran would probably be a poor country bumpkin with no one else to rely on.

Ji Ran wasn't an ingrate. Even if he went against everyone in the Ji family, he wouldn't disregard his grandmother.

Old Madam Ji finally replied, "Let's go in and talk."

In the living room, Madam Ji sat with her back as straight as a rod, sipping on a cup of hot tea poured from a thermos flask they'd specially brought over.

"I haven't seen you for many years, you've grown," Madam Ji said.

"Grandmother, it's been seven years," Ji Ran smiled and reminded her. His tone couldn't be considered as friendly.

She nodded, "It's been seven years, but you've only come to visit me once."

Madam Ji had left Mancheng [1] seven years ago to live in the all-year round, spring-like climate of Haicheng[2].

Ji Ran laughed, revealing a row of white teeth, "I've been busy."

Madam Ji naturally knew that that was just an excuse. After all, this was her shameful grandson; the one who'd bother his teachers and didn't try to find a job after graduation. Apart from spending money and playing around, how was he busy?

"After I left, how many times have you gone home?" She asked.

Ji Ran leaned against the sofa, his posture relaxed, "What are you saying? I come home everyday."

"Sit properly." Madam Ji frowned, "You know what I'm talking about."

Once she mentioned home, Ji Ran's patience completely dried up, "Grandmother, get to the point. What's your purpose for visiting this time?"

Madam Ji took off her shawl and set it aside, "This Friday is your brother's engagement party. It's being held at the villa with a garden, I want you to attend."

Such a matter should've required only a simple message, she didn't need to personally come down. However, Ji Ran's relationship with his brother and family was destined to never be amicable. If someone else had come to pass on this message, they would probably be unable to sway him.

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