"It has nothing to do with her, but isn't it related to me?"
Following the end of Xia Wan'an's words, a resonant response came from outside the door of Han Jingnian's office.
That voice... Xia Wan'an was all too familiar with it, so familiar that the moment she heard it, her hand instinctively clenched into a fist.
"Grandma Han?" When Su Ying heard this voice, she turned around with surprise and looked toward the door.
There, Old Lady Han was seen slowly entering Han Jingnian's office, leaning on a cane, accompanied by Zhang Ma and Lu Yangui.
The moment she saw Old Lady Han, Xia Wan'an instinctively stood up from Han Jingnian's office chair.
After four months of absence, Old Lady Han seemed much older than before, her white hair had thinned considerably, but her authority remained undiminished.
After settling onto the sofa, Old Lady Han finally turned to Xia Wan'an and asked, "Miss, may I know who you are?"
