Nonetheless, Jiang Mohan had a poker face as though they were merely strangers to him.
“Grandma, haven’t I told you to wait for me? Why are you here?” Zong Yanxi asked in a petulant manner because she was slightly irritated by her grandmother who had walked away without saying a word. She was worried something bad might happen to her grandmother.
However, the old lady tapped on her hand and replied, “I saw Mohan! Is he here to pick us up? I tried to stop him, but he didn’t hear me. Hence, I walked after him.”
Upon hearing her grandmother’s words, she raised her head and caught a glimpse of the man. All of a sudden, she had an odd expression on her face.
W-Why is he here?
She sized Nan Cheng and Jiang Mohan up and deduced they were there to see someone off since they didn’t have any luggage by their sides.
In the end, Zong Yanxi helped her grandmother out of the hall and told her, “Grandma, I think you have gotten the wrong person.”
“Huh? I’m pretty sure he’s Mohan. I may be old, but I’m not a senile old fool.”
“He isn’t, Grandma!” Zong Yanxi lied once again in an attempt to deceive her grandmother. In the end, Zhuang Zijin started doubting herself and muttered, “Have I really gotten the wrong person?”
Her granddaughter reassured her, “Yes, Grandma. You have gotten the wrong person.”
All of a sudden, Jiang Mohan approached them and asked, “Do you guys know me?”
Without turning around, Zong Yanxi asserted, “I don’t think so.”
Meanwhile, Zhuang Zijin wanted to prove herself right because she was certain she had gotten the right person. “Are you Jiang Mohan?”
“Yes.” Jiang Mohan had his fair share of doubts because the old woman in front of her might have gotten the wrong person due to her age.
Otherwise, she might have gotten the person with the same name because the woman by the old woman’s side had rebutted over and over again.
Nan Cheng approached Jiang Mohan and said, “President Jiang, we have another conference to attend. We have to get going immediately.”
Since Nan Cheng wasn’t aware of their identity, he thought the old woman must have had gotten the wrong person.
In the end, he decided to brush it off and departed as his assistant had suggested.
After they got into the car, Nan Cheng instructed the driver to bring Jiang Mohan back in advance and lied to them that he had to use the washroom.
He told them he would hail a cab and make his way back later.
After Jiang Mohan gave him his consent to leave, his assistant dashed out of the car and sprinted into the airport after the car departed.
To his surprise, his supervisor hadn’t made his way back because the car was brought to an abrupt halt after a few minutes.
Jiang Mohan had been keeping an eye on Nan Cheng’s odd behavior through the rearview mirror with a frown.
“Are we going to return to the company?” The driver queried.
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