"Great-Granduncle? Tian Ling'er felt as if she were dreaming. Great-Granduncle? That was what she called Zhong Shan? Great-Grandpa?"
Tian Ling'er felt as though her thoughts had suddenly gone out of control. Her expression froze, and the trace of hostility she had shown vanished without a trace. Then she turned to look at the woman again.
The woman was Ying Lan. She threw her arms around Zhong Shan, hooked them around his neck, and kept rubbing against him, her face filled with delight. Seeing Ying Lan taking such blatant liberties with Zhong Shan, Tian Ling'er immediately felt displeased again.
For some reason, Tian Ling'er did not want to see another woman treating Zhong Shan like that. Even Ying Lan, who called Zhong Shan Great-Granduncle, was no exception.
"All right, all right. As long as you're back, everything's fine." Zhong Shan was hugged by Ying Lan, his face beaming with joy.
"Zhong Shan, Zhong Shan!" Tian Ling'er immediately called out. She wanted Zhong Shan to make Ying Lan let go. Of course, it was not that Zhong Shan refused to let Ying Lan go—Ying Lan was the one who kept holding on and refused to release him.
Hearing Tian Ling'er calling from behind him, Zhong Shan also said, "All right, Ying Lan. Let go for now."
"No!" Ying Lan immediately acted spoiled, unwilling to let go.
Ying Lan's words made Tian Ling'er furious. She did not even know where this anger had come from, but she was extremely displeased.
"Zhong Shan," Tian Ling'er called again.
Zhong Shan was extremely happy at the moment, but with Tian Ling'er calling from behind him, this was not the time to enjoy the happiness of family reunion.
"All right, Ying Lan. I can't breathe," Zhong Shan said.
"Then I'll loosen my hold a little." Ying Lan