With mixed feelings, Myra sat still and let him put on her slippers.
In fact, she wanted to sneak away, but with her wound on the ankle, it seemed difficult not to be found.
But how could she meet his grandmother? In what identity?
Kian put on her slippers and said, "I'll take you out to meet my grandma and Perry, the butler. Then I'll make breakfast for you."
In a trance, Myra looked at him. He looked gentle which was totally different from the dangerous and charming man last night.
"How are you going to introduce me?" she asked.
Kian looked up at her, "Tell her the truth."
"How will you tell her the truth?" Myra was confused. She did
for a while, and their faces gradually turned happy.
"Mrs. Sophia, this should be Miss An that young master mentioned?"
"Yes," Sophia nodded with her eyes narrowed. Then she waved at Myra and said, "My child, come closer and let me see you clearly."
Stunned, Myra looked up at him and asked in a low voice, "You... Have you told them about me?"
Kian looked down at her and said, "Of course, I never think about keeping a mistress in my house."
Myra was speechless. A strong feeling of being calculated filled every pore in her body.
But now she had no choice but to follow him to the old lady with a smile. "Mrs. Sophia... Nice to meet you."