Tan Shanyun never imagined that his attempt to flatter Tan Desheng would end with him getting a dressing-down from Tan You. To make matters worse, her lecture wasn't some baseless tirade—it was entirely logical and well-reasoned.
Now, hearing Tan Desheng's words, he could only force a smile. "I was being thoughtless, Second Uncle. I'll head back now. You should come over for dinner sometime."
All he wanted to know now was how Tan You had changed so drastically. He'd been stunned when he saw her emerge. 'Was Tan You always this beautiful in my memory?'
Now, not only was she beautiful, she was also incredibly prickly. Whoever made her unhappy, she would immediately make them even more miserable, holding nothing back. She didn't even spare her own granduncle, scolding him whenever she saw fit.
The moment Tan Shanyun left, Tan You came out of her room. "Grandpa, I bought some groceries in the city. Come give me a hand."
