Chapter 228 Ingratiation

"Grandma, you really are getting prettier."

"How can they still be beautiful at their age?"

"No matter how old grandma is, she always has such an outstanding temperament."

Old Mrs. Reed raised the corners of her mouth faintly.

But old Mrs RON, who was standing next to her, was furious that she had not finished her sentence and that this young fellow had come up and ignored her without saying hello.

She can't be reconciled.

"I don't think you are very polite for a junior?"

She looked at Old Mrs RON now, but she was not looking very nice, as she might have had to if Bert had been on particularly good terms with her.

But she knew exactly how Bert felt about her.

So now Brunan didn't even bother to listen to her.

"Old Mrs. RON, Gran's probably getting tired after all this waiting, so I'll take gran inside to rest."

Old Mrs. Reed was rather pleased with Her performance.

"I do want to rest."

So they just turned around and left.

Old Mrs RON looked at them, her hands clasped, her face livid.

A quiet place was sought, and Old Mrs. Reed sat down, but her eyes kept looking toward the door.

"Grandma, is there someone important coming?"

Old Mrs. Reed nodded.

"Who is it?Do you want me to keep an eye on it?"

"No, because I don't know who it is."

Thinking the old lady didn't want to tell her now, She didn't ask any more questions. Out of the corner of her eye she caught the Jodels' eyes.

She was asked to speak to Him in front of the old lady, but she pretended not to notice.

"Grandma, come back these days still have what unaccustomed place?"

"No, you took care of everything."

"As long as Grandma is happy."

Something occurred to Old Mrs. Reed. "I hear you seem to like Bert?"

She paused, with a gleam of displeasure under her eyes. Who was that whispering in the old man's ear?

But she soon recovered herself and looked miserable. "It's not true, Bert and I...Just a friend..."

She acted as if she wanted to speak but dared not, in order to tempt the old lady into asking further questions.

Just then the old lady began to speak.

"I heard you grew up together?"

She thought old Mrs. Reed was trying to help her, but she didn't see the flash of her death.

"HMM...We were still on good terms at the time, but since I left, it has become much less so."

Blueland hung her head and pretended to be sad.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this. We used to be very close, but we've all grown up and we've changed a lot. Bert doesn't seem to remember us when we were kids.

She said that she was wronged, as if they grew up together from childhood and now have been disappointed.

Childhood friends grow up to become strangers, a listen to is a touching love and hate entanglements story.

But as She lowered her head in an aggrieved manner, She heard Old Mrs. Reed say faintly, "There's nothing wrong with that, but you'd better keep your distance from Bert. He's married now, and you'll be talked about if you do that again."

Shame on you?

Old Mrs. Reed said that about her?

For a moment, Blueland didn't seem to understand.

She's totally confused right now.

Old Mrs Reed continued, "Am I wrong?"

"No...No, grandma was right."

That was when Blueland realized it.

Old Mrs. Reed nodded with satisfaction. "A girl should know her shame when she is outside. There are many feelings when she is young, but people always change when they grow up.

Sister Blueland's face turned red, and she almost burst.

If so many people had not been around grandma, she felt that grandma was also good for her, she would have thought that grandma had heard what others said and was now reminding her.

"Grandma, I'll remember that."Bruland tried to raise a smile, but it was an ugly one.

Old Mrs. Reed said nothing more, except that she frowned a little when she saw some people approaching.

"Grandma, it seems to be from the Iranian family."

Old Mrs. Reed, hearing the Iranian family, did not stop her.

Anyway, she's living in someone else's hotel now, so it's worth saving face.

And Malaysian hotels are arguably the most luxurious hotels in the United States.

But old Mrs. Reed kept her eyes on Louie and the others as they entered, and did not care whether it was wrong or not.

She did not look at the others, but at Louis, who looked very unhappy.

Louis caught old Mrs. Reed's eye and dropped his head, unconsciously shuddering.

Why does this old lady keep staring at me?

Louis touched his nose, subconsciously wanting to leave the place, but his brother was still here, he would not allow himself to leave.

Old Mrs. Reed shook her head helplessly. It seemed that she missed her daughter so much that she felt like her daughter when she saw anyone.

Old Mrs. Reed did not know that Shook looked like her father and Louie like her mother, except that their mother, the poor woman, had not seen many people.

"How do you do, Old Mrs. Reed?"

Shook said politely.

Old Mrs. Reed smiled and nodded. "For such an achievement at such a young age, there must be a young man of something in the Reed family."

Old Mrs. Reed did not generally speak well of these young people, and if she did, it must have been true.

"Hello, Mr. Iran."Blueland stood up and spoke politely.

To tell you the truth, She could have been friends with a lot of people, but not with Louie. Louie was always a loner, and his only best friend was Bert.

"How do you do, Miss Blueland?"

Shook a faint nod of the head to say hello, then no longer look at her.

There was a flicker of anger in Blueland's eyes. It was the first time anyone had ever ignored her.

She had been more or less honored by those who had shown her kindness.