Dating should happen after get off work.

Lu Sanqian took Jiang Sheng's place in the chair he had been sitting in.

Even now, his body is operating like a machine, his mind is blank, his eyes are slightly empty, and he seems to be quietly uttering a long "Eh—".

Then at some point, I suddenly woke up.

Realizing that the person sitting opposite her was Jiang Sheng's grandfather, and realizing that she had no tools to increase her "courage" and "eloquence skills".

I felt restless and hot all over, and I could clearly feel a tingling sensation on my scalp.

"Your name is Lu Sanqian, right?"

Yes, yes.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to hear your opinion on Jiang Sheng."

What are your thoughts on Jiang Sheng?

If we're talking about it, Xiaolu actually has quite a lot to say.

But when facing her grandfather, no matter what she wanted to say, it was like a fishbone stuck in her throat, impossible to spit out or swallow, and it even hurt her.

After stammering for a long time, he finally managed to say in a soft voice, "Yes, he is a good person."

Grandpa looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. He wondered what kind of magic she possessed that made his grandson so assertive at the dinner table.

"I don't think so," Grandpa said. "I know my grandson. He's not a bad person, but he's definitely not a good one either."

"Look at him, he doesn't help his parents with their burdens, he doesn't go home to visit his elders often, and he doesn't do anything useful for society."

"No, no, that's not true," Little Deer quickly retorted.

She spoke much more fluently this time than before, probably because she was really anxious and wanted to exonerate Jiang Sheng.

She raised her fair and rosy face, looking just like a strawberry buried in the snow.

Grandpa probably sensed something was amiss, so he continued to speak ill of his grandson.

"He just spends all his time wandering around outside. He hasn't done anything meaningful during the prime of his life. I think he needs to go to the army to hone his skills."

"Grandpa!" the girl suddenly interrupted her grandfather.

Perhaps she didn't even realize that it was probably the loudest sound she had made all day.

When Grandpa went to see Lu Sanqian again, a smile of "plan succeeded" appeared on his face.

It turns out that even this seemingly weak child can show such a determined look in his eyes.

"He's not as bad as you say." Her gaze was intense. "He's a very energetic person, very considerate of his friends' feelings, and gentle and thoughtful."

After saying that, Lu Sanqian covered his chest with both hands, closed his eyes, and took deep breaths.

Inhale.

Exhale.

It looped several times.

Then it seemed as if he had made up his mind.

"Grandpa, I am an artist. I love to paint because I am timid and introverted. In my opinion, painting is the only way to express my inner thoughts."

"But my parents are both teachers, and they want to see me become a teacher too. They are traditional and conservative, and they simply cannot accept the fact that I am an artist. I can only hide in my rented room, pretending that I am taking the teacher qualification exam to reassure my parents, while drawing like a mouse."

"I want to be honest with my parents, but I don't have the courage. I'm cowardly, insecure, and even once wanted to end my life. This is my life."

Lu Sanqian's voice was not loud. She lowered her head as if she were recounting her life experience, her tone low and choked with sobs.

A sudden warm breeze stirred the curtains and also ruffled the girl's hair.

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes burning with the intensity of steel.

Grandpa was stunned because he saw Lu Sanqian laugh.

"I always thought my life would be like this... until I met Jiang Sheng."

"Through him, I've made many friends. They accept my shortcomings, tolerate my weaknesses, and even help me find ways to overcome them together. Sometimes I think, if I tried a little harder, could I have a different life?"

"Grandpa, he wasn't as bad as you said. At least to me, he was a very remarkable person... Ah! I'm sorry! I seem to... seem to..."

At the last moment, Lu Sanqian exited the "Lu Sanqian-Saint" mode and turned back into a shy little deer.

Then she tried to recall what she had just said.

The little deer felt a little bit dead.

"Grandpa, I... I'll just jump down myself."

Lu Sanqian was about to cry.

What an idiotic thing I did! I actually went and confronted Jiang Sheng's grandfather!

As they were talking, Lu Sanqian's hand was taken by his grandfather.

The old man was radiant, his face full of excitement, and he said "good" three times in a row.

"What a good girl!" Grandpa praised her generously. "She's truly a good girl!"

"Eh—" Lu Sanqian was a little taken aback.

Grandpa never expected that Lu Sanqian, who seemed so weak, would have such a strong inner strength.

It was her personality that was weak, not her will. No wonder her grandson was willing to drink for her at the dinner table. It turns out he had already seen through the appearance to the essence (Jiang Sheng: Me?).

"Little Road."

"Grandpa, please tell me!"

Do you like Jiang Sheng?

"what!"

This question is at least three hundred years ahead of Little Deer, to the point that her brain simply cannot process it.

After a long silence, her face flushed crimson, she could only manage a weak reply: "I...I don't know."

"It's alright, feelings can be cultivated slowly." Grandpa smiled and took Lu Sanqian's hand. "You're going to be my future granddaughter-in-law! Go for it, Grandpa supports you! You can come to Grandpa anytime if you need anything!"

"Eh—"

Grandpa, Grandpa!

It seems you've made a terrible decision on your own!

Does she...like...Jiang Sheng?

Lu Sanqian repeated these words in his mind.

In an instant.

In the sweltering heat of July, two peach blossoms bloomed in the room.

When it comes to fame, it's a serious one.

......

"Come on, let's say hello together, three, two, one, Grandpa, Dad, Mom, Xiaoyue, goodbye!"

As the sun sets, fiery clouds hang in the sky, turning the asphalt road beneath our feet and the bus stop in the distance crimson.

Jiang Sheng was laughing hysterically in the driver's seat.

He stuck his head out of the car window, said hello, and then stepped on the gas, the car slowly driving away from the courtyard, leaving exhaust fumes behind.

"Going home for the weekend" - Dungeon cleared successfully!

at the same time.

Villa, first floor.

Jiang Xingmin, Jiang Chen, and Lin Ying sat on the sofa in a three-way standoff, drinking tea, each seemingly lost in thought.

The setting sun cast a somber glow through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the coffee table.

"I quite like Lu Sanqian." The grandfather poured tea, took a sip, and sighed, glancing at his son and daughter-in-law.

Jiang's mother remained calm, then gave a look of sudden realization, and said with a smile.

"That child is indeed quite good."

Then the conversation shifted.

"But Xia Xiaoman is still more likable. I like Xiaoman the most."

As she spoke, her gaze met her grandfather's, showing no intention of backing down.

"Let's discuss Li Youhe," Jiang's father suddenly said, his expression unchanging, making it difficult to read his emotions. He looked up at his wife and father, speaking like a man, "I think she is the most suitable to be Jiang Sheng's wife."

"Jiang Chen, you need to think carefully before you speak," Grandpa said, squinting at his son.

The latter replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I understand very well that Li Youhe is the most suitable person to be Jiang Sheng's wife."

The scene was eerily quiet.

Even breathing seemed like a luxury.

silence.

then.

Everything was detonated.

"I told you to think it through before you speak! You unfilial son!"

"I've thought it through. I choose Li Youhe."

"Dad, don't get angry with him. How about we compromise and choose Xia Xiaoman? She's really cute."

"Shut up! You unfilial daughter-in-law! I said I'm going to make Lu Sanqian my granddaughter-in-law! No one can change my mind!"

"This concerns our son's happiness, so we can't let you do whatever you want. I support Xia Xiaoman."

"Li Youhe".

Two business tycoons and one military commander.

And so, for the sake of their favorite couple, they argued vehemently on the sofa, their faces turning red and their necks bulging.

"In that case, let's see who uses the most skill!" Grandpa blew his beard and glared.

"My methods may not be inferior to yours," Mr. Jiang insisted, determined to the end.

"Why make such a fuss?" Jiang's mother sighed. "Xiaoman is such a good girl."

bang-

The crisp sound of a glass shattering came from the dining table, instantly drawing the attention of the three people.

Jiang Qingyue stood in the setting sun, still in the position of smashing the teacup to the ground, squinting at them.

Just watch them.