Jian Anning could feel Xia Ziyu's gaze on her, carrying a determined scrutiny, but she herself had no hint of timidity — she knew that this sharp-looking grandmother had deep feelings for Yu Zexiao. As long as she could win her over, Yu Zexiao's father and grandpa would have nothing to say.
"Hello Grandma, I'm Jian Anning. Jian as in simple, An as in calm, Ning as in peaceful." Her voice was clear and collected, without any trace of arrogance or subservience, her expression as always calm and serene.
She stood aside with a smile on her face. Especially, although Jian Anning's appearance wasn't stunningly beautiful, it was sufficiently delicate and dignified, yet very healthy. At a glance, you could tell she was the kind of "ideal for home and family," wouldn't bring calamity to the household, and was definitely "capable of bearing children."
