28 Accomplished Scholar (1/2)

Ye Shuang had to accompany Grandmother Luo, which, of course, had nothing to do with Fang Mo. Even if his sister seemed to be interested in him, even if Fang Mo himself had quite a good impression of him… that was ultimately someone else's private business.

Therefore, no matter how strong the curiosity was, it didn't cross Fang Mo's mind to suggest something as rude as being an extra tour guide to join the fun. However, if the other party proposed it, like a fat cow walking into the crocodile's open mouth, then it would be a completely different story.

Was this fate or just a coincidence? Who could really tell? But that is exactly what happened the following day.

…

After about half a beat, with a twitch of his lips, Fang Mo rolled up the painting he was examining and nodded at Ye Shuang, who was holding the door open for a genial old lady. ”This is such a coincidence, Mr. Ye.”

Ye Shuang naturally didn't anticipate this sudden encounter. She uttered hopelessly, ”Yes, it is quite a coincidence…”

Grandmother Luo's eyes glowed cheerfully. She glanced at the smartly dressed Fang Mo before turning back to her future grandson-in-law, who was still in the middle of the test. ”Xiao Ye, this is your friend?”

Oftentimes, a man's success could be discerned from the company he surrounded himself with. Didn't they say, birds of a feather flock together? Therefore, one's social circle also represented one's standing in life. One had to at least be of a similar quality as the members of the social circle to be accepted, or else no matter how captivating one looked on the surface, it would have been absolutely pointless.

Fang Mo, with his majestic presence, impressed Grandmother Luo greatly. If this 'friend' wasn't a set-up, then based on this Fang Mo alone, Grandmother Luo's impression of Xiao Ye had increased tremendously.

Before Ye Shuang could answer the question that was directed at her, Fang Mo, who was familiar with many social experiences, had already discerned the hidden meaning of Grandmother Luo's words. Since he did value Ye Shuang as a friend, Fang Mo willingly lent his aid to brush up Grandmother Luo's affection points for Ye Shuang. ”Even though I've not known Mr. Ye for long, he has offered me his help many times. Therefore, I do consider him a friend.”

Ye Shuang, by then, had caught on to the situation. She hurried to make the introduction. ”This is Fang Mo, my… cough I mean, your granddaughter's former boss.”

Grandmother Luo nodded with added satisfaction. ”Such a promising young man.”

After a few more words, the elder lady wandered off deeper into the shop, leaving behind a sighing Ye Shuang to take a much-needed breather and to chat with Fang Mo.

”What kind of drug has jumbled your mind thusly that you would bring your girlfriend's grandmother to tour an antique painting and calligraphy shop‽”