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Beijing, Yuanquan Mountain, a residential area for retired political leaders.
Du Xingguo got up half an hour earlier than usual; today is the fixed day for his children to co and see him.
His sons and daughters co every half month, bringing the big and small grandchildren to visit him.
It’s been like this for many years. Except for those busy with work outside, almost no one ever misses it.
Such a display of filial piety is sothing ordinary elderly folks might not enjoy, but when it cos to a retired old leader who still holds deep political resources, it’s a different story.
After he got up, the people hadn’t arrived yet, but he wasn’t in a hurry. After breakfast, he took a stack of papers and sat in the deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun while reading.
His wife brought him a cup of warm water, "Little Lan just called and said she can’t make it today; she’s still in the United States for an art exhibition."
Du Xingguo’s eyebrows furrowed instantly, "Such a grown-up, yet still so unreliable."
He paused for a mont, hesitantly asking, "Did she say anything about her and Xueming? What exactly are they going to do now?"
"No," his wife shook her head.
"Really ssing around," Du Xingguo frowned deeper, but soon sighed helplessly, "Forget it, can’t control her anyway."
He’s really at a loss with this daughter, worrying about her since she was young—rebellious in youth, from a high-ranking army family but insisted on becoming an actor.
Let alone acting, she defied family opposition and insisted on marrying an unknown director at that ti.
The matter even led to a big argunt between her and him, her father, back then.
But really together, after he reluctantly accepted it, this rebellious one after marrying the director found things unsatisfactory, arguing frequently...
Absolutely not listening to the elders, suffering for oneself.
Being rebellious is fine, but at least be rebellious to achieve sothing, prove my opposition wrong.
"If they want to divorce, let them. Just let Qingyue take our surna," Du Xingguo shook his head, not caring about this matter anymore, continued reading his newspaper.
As he was reading, people slowly started arriving at ho.
"Dad, we’re here to see you."
He had three sons and two daughters; the eldest daughter was the rebellious one, while the younger daughter was more reliable, ran a company and beca a boss.
Two of his sons, one inherited family resources and went into the army, and the other went into politics. The youngest son was sowhat less reliable; at over thirty, he still hadn’t settled on a definite path, tinkering here and there.
But luckily, he didn’t end up becoming an actor, so there’s nothing to criticize.
A big family brought all sorts of grandchildren, filling up half the courtyard.
Sounds of greetings were constant.
Du Xingguo responded joyfully, pulling over a few little ones who ca over to say hi, asking if they behaved at school, while telling the older grandchildren to go grab sothing to eat on their own.
Then amidst a harmonious scene, a voice ca from outside, "Grandpa, Dad and I are here to see you."
Before he could respond, the little ones around him rushed over, shouting various "Sis!" "Cousin!"
The older grandchildren also imdiately gathered around.
Du Xingguo didn’t mind; his smile deepened as he stood up.
He looked towards the doorway, where a short-haired, fair-skinned, pretty and refreshing girl was laughing and dealing with the little ones.
Among all the grandchildren, even including his sons and daughters, surprisingly, he preferred this granddaughter.
Smart, rational, steady yet not dull, possesses a lively spirit others lack.
Hmm, sowhat combines her unreliable mother’s and city-savvy father’s strengths.
Du Xingguo’s views on that son-in-law were neither bad nor good, but he was completely fond of this granddaughter.
Her uncles and little aunt obviously liked her too, all standing up with smiles.
"Qingyue, why are you so late?"
"I went to the company first before coming, so I’m running a bit late, won’t be able to stay too long; I have to monitor so work."
"So busy?" Everyone was surprised.
The unreliable uncle seed to know so things, "Busy with the Wu Mu matter?"
Wu Mu?
The people present weren’t really focused on the entertainnt industry,
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Before even reaching the hotel, he unexpectedly spotted an acquaintance by the roadside.
Eh, what’s she doing here?
Wu Mu looked curiously at a figure standing at the entrance of a restaurant ahead.
It was Su ng, whom he knew from the first season of Star Agency.
She was standing by a red Ferrari, looking angry, talking to soone inside the car.
Wu Mu couldn’t see who was inside the Ferrari, but that person clearly had a temper, because shortly after, the person suddenly hit the accelerator, leaving Su ng behind and driving away.
Leaving Su ng standing there, frowning as she watched the car go.
With a slight smile, Wu Mu drove over, rolled down the window, and chuckled, "Hey, Little Su, long ti no see."
Su ng turned to look at him, seemingly surprised.
In reality, this was only their second eting.
However, Su ng seed quite interested in his situation, as Wu Mu often received feedback from her on his new songs on WeChat.
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