The European-style café had five people sitting in the spacious booth. "Hello Auntie, Grandma, my name is Yang Ni. You can just call me Nini."
As Yang Ni spoke, she glanced at Shen Yiran, who was sitting across from her, silent and with a slightly cold expression.
Regarding the eldest son of the Shen family, he had always been the dream man in the eyes of many women outside. The elder son was noble and imposing, while the younger son was low-key and reserved. The common point was that both were leaders in their respective fields.
"This is our second son, Shen Yiran."
Upon the grandmother's introduction, Shen Yiran merely nodded politely.
Though Yang Ni was delighted in her heart, she maintained a calm and composed appearance, exuding an image of elegance and dignity.
She was accompanied by her mother and second aunt, who also seemed to be two graceful women. Yang's mother said, "Second Young Master Shen is indeed as handsome and outstanding as the rumors say."
