Nian Ueno

With a black suit jacket draped over his arm, Ji Dongxun approached with steady steps.

His gaze swept gently under the crabapple tree, and when he saw that familiar, beautiful face, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Weixi raised her eyes, her gaze meeting his in the air, and then looked down two seconds later.

She lowered her eyes to her knees, her slender swan neck slightly bent, and her long eyelashes fluttering like fans.

Ji Dongxun walked to the tree with a blank expression.

The old lady smiled and patted the chair next to her: "Xiao Xun is here, sit here."

Ji Dongxun bent down and sat down next to his grandmother, sitting face to face with Jiang Weixi.

Grandma Ji enthusiastically introduced the two of them.

"Xiao Xun, this is the girl who saved me last time."

"Xi Xi, this is my grandson."

Ji Dongxun stared coldly at the girl opposite him without saying a word.

Jiang Weixi sat there quietly and obediently, and politely greeted, "Hello, Mr. Ji."

After a long while, I still didn't receive his reply.

She looked up and met the man's deep eyes. He looked at her meaningfully, his expression indifferent.

Grandma Ji nudged his arm: "Xi Xi is greeting you, but you child, why aren't you saying a word?"

Grandma Ji was troubled by his personality; no wonder he was so old and still didn't have a girlfriend.

Ji Dongxun withdrew his gaze and gave a faint "hmm".

Jiang Weixi felt somewhat embarrassed and at a loss.

Grandma Ji yawned and asked the nanny to help her stand up: "You young people should chat more. I'm old and I get sleepy at this time of day."

The nanny, Aunt Wang, helped the old lady into the house. After taking a dozen steps, she turned back to look at the couple under the crabapple tree and shook her head slightly.

Judging from Mr. Ji's attitude, it was clear that he wasn't interested in that girl.

Madam Ji chatted with the nanny: "Xiao Wang, what do you think of that girl? I wonder if Xiao Xun will take a liking to her this time?"

Aunt Wang wasn't optimistic, but she was good at reading people and knew that the old lady liked the girl quite a bit. After careful consideration, she said, "Miss Jiang is not bad, but it still depends on what Mr. Ji thinks."

The old lady snorted, "He'll definitely say he doesn't like her. I don't know what kind of girl Xiao Xun likes."

Grandma Ji had already anticipated Ji Dongxun's reaction.

Aunt Wang comforted her, saying, "These things depend on fate. When fate comes, you can't stop it. You can't force it. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

The old lady lay down on the soft couch, already sleepy with her eyes closed, muttering something to herself.

Aunt Wang received a message from her daughter saying she was waiting for her in the garden.

So she called another nanny to come to the room to keep the old lady company, and then turned and went to the small garden.

He Lingyu stood under the small corridor, craning her neck to look outside.

Aunt Wang came over: "Xiaoyu, what are you looking at?"

He Lingyu glanced at her mother, then continued gazing ahead: "Mom, is that Mr. Ji sitting under the tree?"

"It's Mr. Ji."

"Who is that girl opposite Mr. Ji?"

Seeing her daughter's focused expression, Aunt Wang couldn't help but remind her, "That's the girl the old lady introduced to Mr. Ji."

"What girl?"

"Blind date".

He Lingyu paused for a moment, and her expression subtly changed.

Aunt Wang could tell what her daughter was thinking just by looking at her expression, and she said to her, "Mr. Ji has high standards. He wouldn't even look at an ordinary girl. That girl is very beautiful, but I don't think she would catch Mr. Ji's eye."

He Lingyu murmured softly, "Was that girl pretty? How pretty?"

Aunt Wang glanced at her daughter: "She looks almost like a movie star."

He Lingyu fell silent, then suddenly turned to look at her mother, touched her face, and said with a reproachful look in her eyes, "Mom, why didn't you choose a good-looking man to marry when you were looking for a partner?"

Aunt Wang has big eyes, a high nose, and a round face, while her husband has small eyes, a flat nose, and an oval face.

He Lingyu perfectly avoided all of her parents' strengths and inherited all of their weaknesses.

Large face, small eyes, flat nose, yellow skin...

He Lingyu looked at herself in the light of her phone and sighed, "Should I spend some money on plastic surgery...?"

Aunt Wang said irritably, "You child, you're blaming me now? What kind of plastic surgery is that? You can't just get any surgery done casually!"

"Cosmetic surgery makes you prettier, I want to be prettier. So many people look completely different after surgery."

"Then why don't you look at the failed attempts? Don't mess around with things that don't work properly."

He Lingyu put down her phone and gave her mother a resentful look: "Why did you give birth to such an ugly child?"

Aunt Wang patiently pleaded, "What exactly did you come to see me for today? Tell me quickly, I'm busy."

He Lingyu giggled and went over to cling to her mother's arm: "Mom, I want to buy an iPhone 18."

Aunt Wang pulled her arm away: "Didn't you just buy the 17 last year?"

"Yes, but now that the 18th generation is out, I'm planning to sell that one, add some money, and buy a new one."

What's the difference between 17 and 18?

"There's not much difference, I just want a new one. I'm still two thousand yuan short, Mom, can you give me some?"

Aunt Wang didn't approve of her daughter's spending habits, but she couldn't resist her daughter's nagging, so she relented and transferred 2000 yuan to her.

"Alright, go do what you're supposed to do, and don't come looking for me unless it's absolutely necessary."

Aunt Wang started to drive her daughter away.

That is to say, she had worked for the Ji family for many years, and the old lady was quite tolerant. If it were a different family, they would definitely not like the servants' relatives and family members to come over.

He Lingyu made a few complaints, then left satisfied.

As He Lingyu passed by the crabapple tree, she stopped and quietly approached.

She wanted to see just how pretty the girl her mother had mentioned really was.

under the tree.

Jiang Weixi and Ji Dongxun sat facing each other, their hands clasped tightly together on their knees.

Ji Dongxun just stared at her coldly.

Jiang Weixi was frozen by the aura emanating from him. She glanced left and right a few times, her heart pounding nervously.

Time passed second by second.

Jiang Weixi decided to break the silence: "Mr. Ji, I..."

Ji Dongxun sneered: "Deliberately plotting."

He used four words to describe her, silencing her before she could even utter a word.

Jiang Weixi pursed her lips, her side braid was exquisitely braided, and the ends of her hair hung down in front of her chest.

"Mr. Ji, I didn't know Grandma Ji's identity when I rescued her."

Whether he believes it or not, she still has to explain.

Of course, judging from his eyes, he didn't believe her at all.

Ji Dongxun looked down at his phone, not intending to pay any attention to her. He was killing time and planned to leave once his grandmother woke up.

Just like he had dealt with Qiao Lizhi last time, he used the same strategy to deal with Jiang Weixi this time.

Jiang Weixi felt immense pressure sitting face-to-face with him. After looking around, she noticed a corner of clothing peeking out from behind a large tree.

Is someone behind the tree?

Jiang Weixi leaned forward slightly, put her hand to her mouth, and lowered her voice: "Mr. Ji, it seems like someone is eavesdropping on us behind the tree."