Li Wanru walked down the street in a daze. Meijin’s car was already waiting for her.
Time was short, so she only had time to grab a knee-length dress and a high-necked shirt.
Even her makeup was hastily applied.
“My dear, why are you home so early today?”
Seeing Li Wanru walk out with a haggard face, Meijin approached, cupped her face with both hands, and shook it back and forth.
Wanru just looked at Meijin, then pretended to pout. She peeked into the driver’s seat and, realizing it wasn’t Chen Jiancheng but a stranger, asked Meijin in a panic.
“Oh, who is that, Jin?”
“It’s Ming Jian, my childhood friend.”
Wanru frowned. She had intended to be a wandering passerby, yet after countless tribulations, she still conveniently met the male and female leads.
Meijin pushed her into the back seat, and the three of them set off for home.
Sitting in the back, Wanru could only see one side of the young man’s face in front. He wore a white shirt, similar to hers, and his sinewy hands turned the steering wheel.
His face exuded a youthful, handsome, and wealthy aura.
In her heart, Wanru secretly assessed him: he was indeed handsome. She wondered if it was the male lead’s halo radiating, but she kept seeing his face as if it were glowing.
But the more she looked, the more familiar he seemed. Had Li Wanru met him somewhere before?
“Meijin, is there a party at your house?” She turned to ask Meijin.
Meijin leaned back and answered her.
“No, it’s just that Grandpa Jin wants his grandchildren to gather. He invited Ming Jian, but Jian was shy, so I invited Ru too.”
For a moment, as Meijin turned around, she extended her fair, slender neck, directly in the driver’s line of sight.
For a second, Li Wanru saw the driver look flustered and move his Adam’s apple.
Li Wanru secretly felt annoyed. It seemed she was like a light bulb shining at full power between these two.
“Why does Ru’s face show no interest at all?” Meijin asked.
“No, it doesn’t!” Wanru put on an indifferent expression.
“Uncle Cheng is here!” Meijin chuckled to herself.
Wanru’s eyes at this moment shone like bright headlights.
She smiled sweetly at Meijin, then finally put on a shy demeanor and said,
“Why didn’t you say so, Jin? I didn’t even have time to put on makeup when I left. Am I pretty?” She blinked at Meijin.
Meijin smiled dotingly and said, “Pretty, you’re very pretty!”
The three had arrived. Wanru only saw a few people in the large courtyard.
Among them was the tall figure of the handsome Chen Jiancheng. Wanru unconsciously broke into a radiant smile.
“Grandpa!” Meijin quickly ran to hug the old man sitting on a nearby chair.
The old man hugged his granddaughter and looked behind him. He saw a boy and a girl approaching.
Both wore white shirts. The girl wore a knee-length dress, her hair down, looking very gentle.
The young man was tall and handsome, appearing very distinguished at first glance.
“Is that the child?” The old man asked, his gaze directed at Wanru.
“Yes, Grandpa!”
“Hmm… Why do I think this child looks so good with the boy next to her?”
“No way!” Meijin looked at the two entering in a panic, then turned to look at the old man.
“Grandpa, don’t say that. That’s the happiness of four people!”
The old man chuckled and patted his granddaughter’s head. He was old, but his mind was still very sharp. Yesterday, his son had told him about his granddaughter’s childhood friend.
“Hello, Grandpa!” Wanru and Ming Jian approached to greet him one after another.
“Hello, children. Are you two a couple?” He asked the two children in front of him.
The reaction of all three children made him laugh.
Wanru shook her head repeatedly, even stepping back to maintain distance.
Huang Ming Jian looked at Meijin in confusion, then back at the old man.
His little granddaughter held his hand and shook it, her face flushed.
Seeing the old man smiling so brightly, Chen Licheng, Meijin's father, stepped forward to rescue the three children.
"You three, come in and help Dad grill the meat. Dad, you come in too. Your wife has made hot tea for you."
With that, Chen Licheng helped the old man to a chair inside the house to cool off.
Li Wanru secretly thought that this family truly had superior genes for good looks. Even the old man, despite his age, still had a dashing air, and Meijin's father was also very handsome. But the most handsome was her beautiful Chen Jiancheng.
Today, the old man said he wanted his grandchildren to gather, requesting his two sons to host a small barbecue in the backyard. The reason was a bit odd, but since the old man wanted it, his two sons didn't refuse.
Wanru edged closer to Chen Jiancheng, who was skewering meat onto the grill. She asked in a low voice, "Do you need my help, Uncle?"
Chen Jiancheng glanced at Wanru and replied softly, "No need, you'll get your hands dirty."
Wanru smiled faintly. Today, he was wearing a loose T-shirt and comfortable loungewear. His side-parted hair hung down, looking incredibly natural. Gone was the domineering aura he had on screen; now he resembled a gentle boyfriend.
"Daughter, if you're free, please cut some plums for Dad." Chen Licheng handed Wanru some clean plums.
She obediently took a knife and sat next to Chen Jiancheng, peeling the fruit. Thinking of Chen Licheng's words, she chuckled and turned to Chen Jiancheng. "Uncle, look, your brother called me 'daughter'!"
Chen Jiancheng frowned, looking up at the family members, and asked her with a heart full of compassion, "What do you call him?" His gaze was directed at Chen Licheng.
"Uncle," she replied innocently.
"He is my biological elder brother."
"I know that?"
"Then address me properly."
"I still call you 'Uncle', don't I?" she asked, confused.
Chen Jiancheng sighed, helpless with her. "Fine, call me whatever you want."
"Then I'll call you 'Brother'," Wanru said, blinking at him.
"You call me 'Brother' in front of my father, and call my brother 'Uncle'. If you think that's okay, then go ahead and call me that," he replied indifferently.
"Grandpa, what do you think, Grandpa?" Meijin whispered into the old man's ear from a distance.
"Very adorable!" The old man watched Wanru and his son talking quietly together. His son was indifferent, but he looked very patient in his responses, while Wanru was smiling brightly, her eyes crinkling.
The old man patted Meijin's head as if in praise. He whispered into her ear, "I think that boy seems to like you very much too."