An Zihao insisted on being alone to calm down. After his family tried to persuade him for a while, they had to leave his room.
Exiting the door, Grandma An sighed and said, "He’s so stubborn, what should we do?"
Aunt An laughed, "Mom, there’s no need to worry. Zihao is just unable to accept this for now. Didn’t he say he wanted to confront that woman himself? Let him see for himself what kind of person she is and get over her."
Let’s organize it, find a previous patron of Chu Xueli, and let the facts speak more effectively than our earnest persuasions.
Mrs. An imdiately agreed: "Zihao is really pampered foolishly. He must face the dark side of human nature directly."
"Uncle, Aunt, let us younger ones handle this matter," An said with a tactful smile.
Aunt An smiled, "Alright, let you all handle it. Take this opportunity to open your eyes and don’t make the sa mistake as Zihao in the future."
In just a few words, the An family figured out a plan to handle it.
Grandma An couldn’t help saying: "It’s a pity about the girl from the Mai Family. Do you think there is still a chance between Zihao and Qiqi?"
She truly liked that lively and generous girl from the Mai family. Whenever she ca over, she would play with Zihao, showing she is a considerate girl.
Rembering Mai Qiqi’s stunning outfit last night, and her intimate interaction with Yan Hui, Mrs. An said, "Qiqi now has better options. Why would she look back? Let’s not dwell on this matter."
She also felt it was a pity to lose Mai Qiqi, but it was unavoidable.
...
Old house.
Wan Chu’er entered Old Sir Zhong’s study.
"Grandpa, I’m leaving for Northwest with Jiang Kechu tomorrow," Wan Chu’er said apologetically: "Take care of yourself while I’m away."
Old Sir Zhong waved his hand, "Don’t worry about here, just go and have a good life with Jiang Kechu over there."
"Okay, I understand," Wan Chu’er said reluctantly, "If the environnt there is good, you co and visit."
"We’ll see," Old Sir Zhong’s interest was not very high.
"Find sothing to do when you have ti, don’t just revolve around n and children all day," Old Sir Zhong sighed and said, "The Northwest has vast land, if you are determined, you can do great things. Comfort leads to decadence. Don’t waste your talents, find sothing aningful to do."
Hearing her grandfather speak like this, Wan Chu’er nodded, "I will rember what you said, Grandpa."
In the afternoon, family mbers gathered at the house.
Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Xiaoxiao and Xiao Bai, Yan Hui, Li Shan, and Mao Xiaoyu, Wan Chu’er also invited An Gang and An Lian.
With so many people around, Little Zhuanqi and Little Hunter instantly beca the center of attention, with everyone wanting to hold and play with them.
Father Jiang spoke to An Lian, "Since you’ve co to Beijing, stay for a while longer and let An Gang show you around."
An Lian smiled warmly, "No, I have to go back to teach my students." He still had two years until retirent. "I’m happy to see Chuchu doing well and to et the two little ones."
Father Jiang felt a strong liking towards An Lian, considering him a reliable person.
Mrs. Jiang was playing with her grandson while keeping an eye on Xiao Bai and Xiaoxiao’s interactions, her smile growing deeper.
Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted a drink, Xiao Bai noticed, quickly took the cup from her hand without thinking, poured it out, and then filled it up with plain water.
"Drinks have too many additives, plain water is the best."
Jiang Xiaoxiao pouted and deliberately said, "You really like to ddle. I have no freedom at all." Actually, she was quite happy inside.
Xiao Bai leaned close to her ear and whispered sothing, which imdiately made Jiang Xiaoxiao blush. She slapped his hand, "I want to drink water."
He tasted it first, deeming it not too hot, then handed it to Jiang Xiaoxiao.
From a distance, Li Shan saw this, his eyes flickered, and he turned to pour a glass of water as well, grabbing Mao Xiaoyu who was coming from the back kitchen, "Here, drink so water and take a break."
Mao Xiaoyu uttered an "Oh", and said with a smile, "Thank you." But as she reached out to take the glass, Li Shan pulled it back, causing her to grab at nothing.
With Mao Xiaoyu staring in astonishnt, Li Shan himself took a sip, nodding, "Hmm, it’s not too hot."
Then Li Shan personally brought the glass to Mao Xiaoyu’s lips, ignoring her protests, and fed her two sips.
Mao Xiaoyu quickly pushed his arm away, looked around to see if anyone was watching, and then relaxed, "Brother Lishan, I... I’m not thirsty anymore."
Li Shan puzzled, "You were just thirsty, is two sips enough to quench it? Is the taste not right?" Saying this, he took another sip from the spot Mao Xiaoyu had drunk before.
He smacked his lips, "Tastes good, like beef soup."
Mao Xiaoyu imdiately blushed; she had just been tasting soup in the kitchen where Mrs. Zhu had asked her to check the flavor.
He must be doing this on purpose!
"Ah, I’m not dealing with you anymore." Mao Xiaoyu pushed Li Shan and hurriedly ran back to the kitchen.
Seeing Mao Xiaoyu fleeing, Li Shan chuckled sheepishly.
Wan Chu’er ca out from the study and saw Yan Hui standing alone under the old locust tree in the yard. She felt moved, sighed, and walked over.
"Brother Yan Hui, what are you thinking about?"
Yan Hui smiled, "When do we leave tomorrow?"
"The plane is at nine in the morning."
"Be safe on the road. Take care of the two children; I won’t be there to see you off," said Yan Hui.
"Okay." Wan Chu’er nodded, jokingly, "Brother Yan Hui, Brother Lishan is already in a relationship, when will you find a girlfriend? Grandpa has even prepared a gift for your future wife."
Always seeing Yan Hui alone, Wan Chu’er couldn’t help but worry about him.
Yan Hui smiled, "My fate hasn’t arrived yet, let’s take it slow," he said, appearing reluctant to discuss further. "It might not be as convenient there as in Beijing, don’t be too hard on yourself and the kids, you can call ...and Lishan if you need anything."
"Okay, got it."
Just then, Mao Xiaoyu ca to invite everyone to the dining hall for dinner, so their conversation ended there.
Wan Chu’er rembered the gifts she prepared for An Lian, and turned back to her room, only to be caught in a firm embrace as she entered.
"What were you talking with Yan Hui about?" Jiang Kechu’s voice sounded in Wan Chu’er’s ear, with a tinge of displeasure.
He was jealous again.
Wan Chu’er turned and hugged Jiang Kechu’s neck, smiling, "We are leaving tomorrow. I was just saying goodbye to Brother Yan Hui, encouraging him to find a girlfriend soon."
Jiang Kechu snorted, "He’s not so young anymore, not knowing to find a wife."
He realized that as long as Yan Hui remained single, Wan Chu’er couldn’t help but care for Yan Hui. That Yan surna must be doing it on purpose.
Wan Chu’er smiled and pecked his lips, "It’s ti for dinner, let’s hurry over, don’t keep everyone waiting."
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