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As night deepened, the lights of Jiangcheng were stretched into dazzling lines outside the windows of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The car smoothly exited the highway and turned onto an increasingly remote mountain road.

Lin Wei leaned on Wu Jingxing's shoulder, looking out the window at the increasingly dark night and the continuous mountain shadows. The inexplicable tension in her heart resurfaced uncontrollably once again.

She could sense that Wu Jingxing beside her was somewhat different from when they were in New York during the day.

He was still as gentle and considerate as ever, but beneath that gentleness lay a hint of composure and restraint that she had never seen before, the kind of composure and restraint that belonged to a scion of a prominent family.

It was as if, the moment he set foot on this land, he would no longer be the sunny senior who could walk with her along the Charles River on the Harvard campus, but would revert to a reserved junior who was about to meet an elder.

"Jingxing, are we almost there?" Lin Wei asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"Yes, almost there." Wu Jingxing squeezed her hand, as if trying to dispel her unease with the warmth of his palm. "In another ten minutes or so, we'll see the village entrance."

After driving for a while, a guard post appeared ahead, brightly lit by lights.

Two security guards stood ramrod straight with stern expressions in front of the guard post.

Lin Wei's heart jumped instantly.

As their Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly approached the guard post.

The two security guards showed no sign of coldness or vigilance.

The moment they saw the license plate, they immediately stood at attention and gave a perfectly standard salute in the direction of the car.

The guard post's railings also slowly rose up.

Throughout the entire process, there was not a single question or any obstruction.

Lin Wei breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.

But then she developed a deeper sense of awe for Wujia Village.

The rules here are extremely strict.

What kind of people are allowed in?

What kind of people must be kept out?

It's as if there's an invisible yet incredibly precise set of rules operating behind the scenes.

The car drove smoothly into Wujia Village.

When that luxurious villa complex appeared before Lin Wei's eyes.

Even though she had already been mentally prepared for the affluence here through Wu Jingxing's description and online live broadcasts.

But when she saw it all with her own eyes, she was still shocked and speechless.

"This...this is your home?" she murmured, her voice filled with disbelief.

"Yes." Wu Jingxing nodded, a proud smile on his face. "Welcome home, Weiwei."

The car did not stop in the villa area, but drove straight into the depths of the valley to a detached villa full of the charm of a Jiangnan garden.

"We'll stay here tonight," Wu Jingxing explained. "This is the courtyard I often stay in when I return to the village; it's called 'Jingshui Pavilion.'"

The car stopped in front of Jing Shui Xuan, and servants immediately came forward to open the car door for them and took their luggage out of the trunk.

Wu Jingxing took Lin Wei's hand and walked into the elegant courtyard.

The courtyard features a small bridge over a flowing stream, pavilions and towers; every step reveals a meticulously designed scenic view.

Lin Wei followed behind Wu Jingxing, feeling as if she had stepped into the Grand View Garden in "Dream of the Red Chamber".

"Young Master Jingxing, you're back." A butler dressed in a Tang suit, who looked to be in his fifties and had a refined demeanor, came out to greet him.

"Uncle Chen," Wu Jingxing smiled and nodded to him, "This is Lin Wei, my...fiancée."

When introducing Lin Wei, Wu Jingxing emphasized the words "fiancée".

Lin Wei's face flushed red instantly.

The butler, known as Uncle Chen, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes when he heard the words "fiancée".

But he quickly regained his composure and bowed respectfully to Lin Wei.

"Hello, Miss Lin. I'm the housekeeper here, you can just call me Old Chen."

"Uncle Chen, hello." Lin Wei quickly returned the greeting.

"Are the rooms all ready?" Wu Jingxing asked.

"Everything is prepared," Uncle Chen replied. "Hot water and a late-night snack are also ready. Would you and Miss Lin like to have some snacks first, or take a bath and change clothes?"

"No rush," Wu Jingxing waved his hand. "Uncle Chen, tell me first where the young master is now?"

When the "young master" was mentioned, Wu Jingxing's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Chen immediately put away his smile and replied solemnly, "In response to Young Master Jingxing, the young master had a tiring day and returned to the ancestral home to rest this evening."

"He's resting?" Wu Jingxing was taken aback for a moment, then a look of understanding appeared on his face. "That's right, he's the one who's most tired from today's ceremony."

He glanced at the clock on the wall; the hour hand had already pointed to 7:30 p.m.

On their way there, they learned a lot about what had happened in Wujia Village in the past few days.

"What about tonight's New Year's Eve party..." Wu Jingxing asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Don't worry," Uncle Chen replied, "Although the young master has gone to rest, he has already arranged everything. The head steward and Miss Su are keeping an eye on things in the control room. We guarantee there won't be any mistakes."

Wu Jingxing nodded.

He knew that as long as it was something the young master had arranged, there would absolutely be no problems.

"Jingxing," Lin Wei, seeing Wu Jingxing's solemn expression, couldn't help but ask softly, "Should we... go pay our respects to the young master now?"

Her voice was filled with nervousness.

Upon hearing this, Wu Jingxing turned his head and couldn't help but laugh when he saw her pale face, which looked so nervous.

He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms.

"Silly girl, don't be so nervous," he comforted her gently. "Although the young master holds a prestigious position, he is not the kind of person who is cold and unapproachable."

"Besides, he's had a long day, and it wouldn't be appropriate for us to bother him now."

"We have plenty of time this time. We can go and pay our respects to him tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Wu Jingxing spoke very casually.

But Lin Wei keenly caught a word in his words.

"Him?" she repeated uncertainly.

She knew that the young master was only eight years old.

Is it... too strange to use the term "him" to describe an eight-year-old child?

Looking at her puzzled expression, Wu Jingxing's smile became somewhat complicated.

"Weiwei, in our Wu Family Village, seniority is very important."

"Although the young master is young, his seniority is the highest among all the current Wu family descendants."

"Not to mention me, even if my great-grandfather were still alive, he would respectfully call the young master 'Uncle' upon seeing him."

"Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call him 'him old man' at all."

Wu Jingxing's words were like a depth charge, exploding once again in Lin Wei's heart!

She felt her brain was not working properly again.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to see a centenarian with white hair respectfully calling an eight-year-old child "Grand Uncle".

She looked at Wu Jingxing, opened her mouth as if to ask something else.

But Wu Jingxing gently pressed his finger against her lips.

"Okay, stop thinking about this."

His face once again revealed that gentle, indulgent smile.

"You must be tired after a long day."

"Let's grab something to eat first, then take a nice bath and get some sleep."

"Tomorrow I'll show you around our home."

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