Watching as Gao Lan tightly hugged the younger aunt who only stopped running when she reached her, even Jiang Lingxi was momentarily stunned.
Then she exchanged a blank look with Xu Ling'an.
The silence in and out of the courtyard was broken by Jiang Wenhu: "What... what's happening?"
How did the younger aunt suddenly run up to An'an's grandmother, and now they're hugging tightly?
Jiang Lingxi walked over to Xu Ling'an, who seemed immobilized, patted her shoulder, and was about to speak when she heard Jiang Wenhu's question, so she took Xu Ling'an to Jiang Wenhu and whispered, "If I'm not mistaken, the younger aunt should be An'an's grandmother's long-lost daughter."
In this light, the sense of familiarity at the welcome banquet was not an illusion.
A mother and daughter are bound to share some resemblance, but An'an's grandmother's age had made her look older. If she were slightly younger, she might have been able to guess the first time they met the younger aunt.
