Xia Wan’an remained quiet, following the gaze of the two people towards the elevator.
The elevator door opened, and the person who ca out was Han Zhijin.
Today’s Han Zhijin was quite well-behaved, greeting everyone as soon as he saw them. Unlike his usual, casually kicking his shoes off as soon as he entered the room and slumping on the couch, ignoring everyone and engrossed in his phone. "Great-grandma, Mom, little aunty..."
Seeing Han Zhijin like this, grandmother, Lu Yangui, including Xia Wan’an, all had surprised expressions: "..."
Before anyone could recover from the shock caused by Han Zhijin’s sudden apparent maturity, another figure erged from the elevator right behind him. The expressions on the faces of the grandmother, Lu Yangui, and even Xia Wan’an beca even more astonished: "..."
Did we see that right?
Han Jingnian, who almost never shows up at family dinners, is actually ho for a al?
Seeing everyone’s reaction and thinking about the unexpected eting in the underground parking lot, Han Zhijin, who was initially shocked, felt a bit better: "You didn’t see it wrong, it’s really Uncle, I patted him in the elevator."
Lu Yangui was amused by her son’s words, "You are still so mischievous, look at you and then look at your uncle, can you compare?"
Han Zhijin has been hearing this since he was a child. The shadow over other families is usually their children, but his shadow is his uncle. Now, he is immune to it: "Mom, speaking this way is just a waste of words, who would be fool to compare with my uncle, isn’t that just bringing about their own humiliation?"
Lu Yangui didn’t bother arguing with her son and directly looked at Han Jingnian. Her voice was much softer when she spoke: "Jingnian, how co you’ve found the ti to co by today? To see grandma?"
Han Jingnian glanced at Xia Wan’an standing beside his grandmother, then politely nodded at his sister-in-law, and responded with a "Hmm".
"Perfect timing, grandma is always reminiscing about you and An’an. You both accompany her for a chat, I’ll go make a pot of tea." Saying this, Lu Yangui headed towards the dining room.
Grandmother was even happier to see Han Jingnian and imdiately invited him to sit beside her.
Grandmother and Han Jingnian were chatting about trivial matters. Unlike his usual silent self, even if Han Jingnian didn’t speak much in front of his grandmother, he would at least respond with a nod.
In such a state, he appeared more down-to-earth, a lot more real than the person Xia Wan’an usually saw.
Xia Wan’an didn’t intrude on their conversation. Seeing Han Zhijin playing "Honor of Kings" on his phone, and realizing it would be a while before dinner, she took out her phone and asked Han Zhijin to include her in the ga.
Xia Wan’an and Han Zhijin had known each other since childhood. Over the years, there were no taboos when they conversed.
"Han Zhijin, did you do that on purpose? You abandoned and ran off in the middle of a fight!"
"Han Zhijin, pass the blue to !!!"
"Han Zhijin, you did it on purpose, give back my blue father!"
"..."
Han Jingnian, who was chatting with grandmother, couldn’t help but look over when he heard Xia Wan’an’s incessant chattering from not too far away.
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