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The cetery was located in the suburbs, where the nights were not as brightly lit as in the city center, but rather resembled a giant black python coiled among the mountains and forests.

However, this dark and desolate road had suddenly beco lively.

Countless luxury cars drove by one after another, the stream of vehicles seemingly endless.

A reporter crouching by the roadside to take photos couldn't help but exclaim, "This is bloody spectacular!"

After saying that, he imdiately arranged for it to be the headline that evening.

However, the public's enthusiasm for this event was low, with netizens casually discussing it before moving on.

If it had been about soone fighting over an inheritance, or a celebrity's affair with a model leading to divorce... now that would have been interesting!

The funeral (wedding) was held first, with news of the banquet released later.

When President An heard the news, his first reaction was that they wouldn't be able to attend.

His second thought was of An Ying.

"Dad, why are you ho so early today?"

President An hurried ho, eting his children's surprised gazes.

"Where's An Ying?" he asked.

"What did An Ying do wrong?" they asked curiously, with a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

An Ying ca rushing at the sound of her na, just in ti to hear her father ask, "Where's that invitation?"

"It's... it's tucked in a book."

"Go get it."

President An carefully examined the invitation again: "That's right, this is the Zhang family's invitation, and it was sent out earlier than to others."

"Clearly, this is special treatnt."

"But why... were only you invited?" President An slowly raised his head, his expression frozen.

An Ying's brother and sister's expressions also froze.

On the day of the banquet, An Ying enjoyed rare royal treatnt at ho.

Her father personally chose her clothes, her mother personally selected her jewelry.

Her brother and sister enthusiastically saw her off to the car.

Why? Even An Ying couldn't quite understand.

An Ying lowered her head, staring at the na on the invitation.

This signature, "Zhang Ruoshui"... who was that?

*

"Miss Zhang."

"Miss Zhang?"

Li Xiaoya tilted her head, then realized they were calling her.

She looked at the waiter.

The waiter smiled and said, "Your grandfather asked us to bring you a glass of milk."

Li Xiaoya nodded and accepted it.

She should be called Zhang Ruoshui now.

Although she was still a bit unused to the new na.

The previous na her mother had given her was based on the surna "Li", which didn't sound as good when paired with the surna "Zhang", lacking the proper tonal balance.

In the end, it was her grandfather who decided to give her a new na.

Having multiple nas didn't matter... in the future, she could also be like Ke Muning, with fake nas everywhere.

After drinking the milk in one go, she leaned on the railing, watching as more and more guests gradually arrived downstairs...

Finally, it was ti for her to go down as well.

"Now, let solemnly introduce my granddaughter, my own granddaughter, Xi Nian's daughter..." Old Mr. Zhang stood on the stage, extending his hand towards her.

An Ying, squeezed in the crowd, instantly widened her eyes.

The reporters in the crowd were also dumbfounded.

"Isn't that Li Xiaoya?"

"Who? Who's Li Xiaoya?" This ca from other reporters who rarely covered variety shows, voicing their confusion.

"Damn, the one from the 'Exchange Lives' show, how is she the Zhang family's child?"

So wealthy ladies in Jin City's social circle were also puzzled: "She looks familiar."

"Oh, isn't this the one from that show you were on, Ning Heng..."

"Did Young Master Sheng... end up picking up the Zhang family's own child?"

At this, everyone turned to stare at Sheng Yuxiao.

Sheng Yuxiao didn't speak, just staring at the little girl on stage who was the center of attention.

He felt a bit happy, yet a bit sad.

It was as if the treasure he had been secretly cherishing was now seen by everyone...

Seeing that Sheng Yuxiao wasn't responding, the others didn't feel upset, but just quietly asked their own children, "Why don't you go on a show too?"

"The Zhang family doesn't have a second child to be picked up, you might as well give up."

"True, what a pity."

So people were discussing, others were taking selfies.

A jewelry rchant's daughter took a selfie and casually posted it on social dia.

[Huh? Why is Li Xiaoya in the photo?]

Netizens' attention to her was still imrsed in the previous wave of legal news about catching Li Jiang...

This jewelry rchant's daughter preferred watching foreign variety shows and wasn't very familiar with dostic ones, so she replied to her fans with a question mark.

[This one, this is Li Xiaoya]

Fans enthusiastically circled and pointed it out.

[What Li Xiaoya? This is the Zhang family's granddaughter. I heard they finally reunited, and today's banquet is to celebrate the reunion, it's a very grand affair.]

The jewelry rchant's daughter's one sentence imdiately stirred up a thousand waves.

Soon, netizens began to wonder what kind of family the Zhang family was.

With a quick search, they found the funeral news from a few days ago, and the impressive scene from that day once again entered the public eye.

[Am I watching a TV series? Damn! There's actually a conclusion!]

[My goodness, is the Zhang family that powerful? It's good she was found and brought back]

[All the celebrities of Jin City are here...]

[Who still rembers how people used to criticize Li Xiaoya for sucking up to Young Master Sheng and Young Master Qin, calling her a leech! Bah! Co out and I'll give you a slap!]

[Great news, I heard the village chief of Li Family Village and his son were both sentenced to death. The wicked are punished, and the good are rewarded...]

The netizens' enthusiastic discussions quickly pushed the news to the top of the trending topics.

As a result, the viewership of the first season of "Exchange Lives" suddenly started to increase dramatically again.

At this ti, Wei Xuanming was also scrolling through the photos being shared online in real-ti.

"The wicked are punished, and the good are rewarded... that's how it should be."

He said softly, then suddenly started coughing uncontrollably.

His old friend rushed to his bedside, disapprovingly saying, "You shouldn't be using your phone anymore."

"Just three more minutes."

"No!"

"One minute..."

"No!"

"Don't you always want to see what my heir looks like?"

"Ha, you an your granddaughter? Aren't you always reluctant to show ..."

Wei Xuanming turned the phone screen to show him.

His old friend was silent for a mont: "...The news clearly states she's the Zhang family's child. Don't go imagining soone else's child is yours just because she's cute!"

Wei Xuanming smiled, not arguing.

Thinking this way... was good.

Little Duck could stand proudly in the sunlight, as the Zhang family's child, the Zhang family's heir...

"Alright, I won't look anymore." Just as Wei Xuanming was about to hand over the phone, it suddenly rang.

He looked down.

Surprisingly, it was Little Duck calling.

"...Hello." He hesitated before answering.

"Grandpa, can you co ho? I'm on my way ho now."

Wei Xuanming was stunned: "Shouldn't you be..."

Staying with the Zhang family?

On the other end of the phone, Little Duck was carrying a bulging backpack filled with all sorts of gifts.

She said, "Don't be jealous, I'll be ho soon!"

Wei Xuanming raised his hand to press against his eyes: "Little Duck, you..."

Wouldn't inheriting two families be too tiring for a little child?

But Wei Xuanming couldn't help but indulge in this fantasy at this mont.

On the other end, the car ca to a stop.

Little Duck got out of the car with her phone, she walked in, and the servants who saw her were also very surprised, seemingly not expecting her to co back at all...

"Grandpa? Why aren't you here yet?" she asked.

"I..." Wei Xuanming didn't know how to answer.

At this mont, unfamiliar voices sounded in the courtyard: "Miss Zhang?"

Little Duck tilted her head and looked over.

It was... Old Mrs. Feng and her granddaughter Xing Siyun.

"Why is Miss Zhang here?" Old Mrs. Feng asked, her eyes flickering.

Clearly, they had all seen the news!

But Little Duck found this question strange.

"This is my ho, why can't I co?"

"Miss Zhang, isn't the Zhang family your ho now?"

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