Nian Ueno

Jiang Weixi called the number on the small card.

He then used his hand to check the old man's breathing.

It still breathes.

The phone rang a few times.

A woman answered the phone.

"Feed?"

"I saw an old man lying on the side of the road. There was a small card in his pocket with this phone number on it."

The woman's tone immediately became anxious: "Where is he? How is the old man now?"

Jiang Weixi didn't know where she was either, and couldn't describe the exact location, so she simply described the surrounding scenery.

A few minutes later.

A black Rolls-Royce drove up and stopped on the side of the road.

A man who looked like a butler and a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid got out of the car.

A doctor in a white coat followed closely behind, carrying a medical kit.

Several people rushed over in a panic.

The doctor put an oxygen mask on the elderly man and gave him an injection.

The old man soon woke up slowly.

The maid was wiping away tears, which terrified her.

Seeing that the old man was alright, Jiang Weixi breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced around, her eyes flickering slightly.

They drive luxury cars, have butlers, servants, and private doctors.

She must be an elderly lady from a wealthy family.

The maid knelt on the ground, helped the old woman sit up, and sobbed, "Thank goodness you're alright."

A look of confusion crossed the old man's eyes. "What's wrong with me?"

Jiang Weixi interjected at the opportune moment: "You fainted."

Only then did the old man notice that there was a pretty little girl next to him.

"Where did this little girl come from?"

The butler replied, "Madam, it was this young lady who discovered you and called us promptly."

Jiang Weixi glanced at the butler; this man spoke quite eloquently.

The old lady recovered and slowly stood up with the help of the maid.

Those aged eyes looked at Jiang Weixi: "Little girl, thank you for saving me."

Jiang Weixi: "It was no trouble at all."

The old lady, supporting her back, said, "My old bones are really useless now. Luckily, you happened to pass by today."

Butler: "You're not allowed to wander off on your own anymore."

The old woman snorted, "If you hadn't forbade me from eating honey, would I have run away on my own?"

Maid: "The doctor said your blood sugar has been high lately, so you can't eat too many sweets."

The old lady had a sweet tooth all her life, but when she was suddenly forbidden from eating sugar, her mouth felt bland and tasteless. So she secretly ran out to pick a sweetheart flower as a snack.

The housekeeper expressed his gratitude to Jiang Weixi again and took out his wallet to give her a thank-you fee.

Jiang Weixi took a step back and waved her hand: "No need, I didn't do anything, I just helped make a phone call."

The old lady asked the housekeeper to take the money back and took out a business card made of gold.

"Little girl, take this. Thank you for saving me today. You can call this number for help if you ever need anything in the future."

Jiang Weixi took the business card; a thin layer of gold foil had a phone number on it.

The old lady said, "This is the head housekeeper's phone number. You can contact him if you need anything."

Jiang Weixi noticed something resembling a trademark in the lower left corner of the card.

It looks like a distorted version of the Chinese character for "season".

She accepted it, thanked her, and then made a request.

"Thank you, but I have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

The old lady raised her hand: "Go ahead and say it."

The butler glanced at Jiang Weixi discreetly.

"Could you please send a driver to take me out? It's not easy to get a taxi around here."

A look of surprise flashed across the butler's eyes.

I thought she would make some outrageous demands, but it turned out to be just a small matter.

The old lady smiled kindly: "No problem, I'll arrange for someone to take you right away."

Jiang Weixi: "That's wonderful, thank you."

"Little girl, my house is just ahead. Would you like to come in with me?"

Jiang Weixi looked over and saw a very grand manor not far away.

She got into the extended Rolls-Royce.

The old lady sat with her in the back row.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Jiang Weixi."

"How old are you this year."

"20".

Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?

Jiang Weixi's eyes flickered slightly, she shook her head, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face, "Not yet."

Is this old lady trying to introduce her to a boyfriend?

The thought had barely crossed my mind.

The old lady's next words came immediately.

"Little girl, Grandma wants to introduce you to someone? My grandson is very outstanding, but he hasn't found a girl he likes yet. Would you like to get to know him?"

Jiang Weixi lowered her eyelids, appearing docile and obedient, and did not give a direct answer.

"Grandma, marriage is something that should be left to fate."

The old lady took out her reading glasses, put them on, and opened her phone's photo album to search for something.

"Look, this is my grandson. Do you like him?"

Jiang Weixi looked up and paused when she saw the man in the photo.

Ji Dongxun?

She was slightly surprised.

This old lady is actually Ji Dongxun's grandmother?

"Little girl, what do you think?"

"fine."

A complex emotion flashed in Jiang Weixi's eyes. Her fingers clenched, her attitude neither warm nor cold.

The Ji family patriarch felt a strong connection with the young girl and chatted with her all the way. He even considered introducing her to his grandson, who was unwilling to get married.

Jiang Weixi's thoughts raced, maintaining her composure while subtly signaling her willingness to make contact.

The two exchanged contact information.

The old lady sent her driver to take Jiang Weixi back, and immediately sent a message to her grandson, asking him to come over that evening.

After getting off work, Ji Dongxun went to have dinner with the old lady.

"Xiao Xun, Grandma today..."

The old lady recounted how she had fainted and been discovered.

Ji Dongxun frowned: "Why did you run out by yourself?"

The old lady interrupted, "That's not the point. Xiao Xun, Grandma thinks that girl is quite nice. You should meet her when you have time."

Ji Dongxun lowered his head and ate the rice in his bowl.

"Grandma, I'm busy with work, I don't have time..."

The old lady feigned anger and patted him on the back: "You just don't want to see her. I thought that Miss Qiao from last time was quite nice. How could you say she wasn't good?"

Miss Qiao?

Ji Dongxun couldn't even remember what he looked like.

With food still in his mouth, he mumbled, "That's not suitable."

The old lady pressed further, "Then what would be suitable?"

Ji Dongxun coughed lightly: "Grandma, there's no fixed standard for this kind of thing; it depends on your feeling."

"Xiao Xun, Grandma's only wish now is to see you get married..."

The old lady started pressuring him to get married again, nagging on and on.

Ji Dongxun couldn't resist and agreed to meet the girl.

"Alright, stop reading. I'm going to see her."

The old lady beamed, "When are you free?"

"This Friday, I guess."

Ji Dongxun chatted with his grandmother for a while, constantly checking his phone for messages.

He made a video call with Gentle Rabbit tonight.

Ji Dongxun glanced at the time, felt it was about time, and went back upstairs to his room to rest.

The video call was connected.

He paused for a moment when he saw the girl's background in the video.

Jiang Weixi is staying at a hotel tonight.