Lin Ziyan casually picked up a book and flipped through it, then put it back after a short while.

"Madam Jiang, what are you looking for? I'll help you..."

A figure landed, and Lin Ziyan looked up at it.

Her pupils contracted slightly; she hadn't expected to run into this old lady again.

"Minister Lu?"

The old lady's assistant called out.

The old man stopped and looked coldly at Lin Ziyan.

Lu Qiuying looked at the old woman suspiciously, "Grandma Jiang?"

She went up to greet the old woman, who was her grandmother's friend and also her mother, who had just become the mayor of Fuzhou.

"You two know each other?" Lu Qiuying asked Lin Ziyan.

She felt the atmosphere was a bit strange...

Lin Ziyan shook her head, thinking to herself that it was a small world for enemies to meet.

"Qiuying, let's talk again next time." Old Madam Jiang said hurriedly and left.

The two men watched them leave, each with their own thoughts.

Lu Qiuying: "Do you two have some kind of grudge?"

Grandma Jiang looked at Ayan as if she were an enemy, and then hurriedly left, clearly trying to cover something up.

"There's been some misunderstanding," Lin Ziyan said calmly.

She then briefly recounted what happened when Jiaojiao was hospitalized.

Lu Qiuying was stunned. What kind of tragic fate was this?

She had only occasionally heard that Grandma Jiang was snobbish and treated her grandson like a treasure.

I never imagined he could be so capable outside of Beijing...

"Hurry up and choose a book, you probably won't encounter this again," Lin Ziyan urged.

Lu Qiuying responded, but she didn't really think so.

If she hadn't been there just now, Grandma Jiang probably would have already started hitting her...