Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

Two kind-looking elders sat beside Grandma He, their demeanor elegant and dignified.

"This is your great-aunt, the one you met when you married Tingchu."

"Grandma, you look radiant." Wen Xi smiled gently.

"I really like this girl." The great-aunt held her hand and looked her over again.

"Me too. Didn't I tell you I've always wanted a granddaughter? My wish has finally come true."

Grandma He's wrinkles smoothed out as she held onto her hand, reluctant to let go.

"Grandma, I have a gift for you. This painting is my copy of the Song Dynasty painting 'Layered Peaks and Misty Rivers.' I hope you won't mind how poorly I painted it." The housekeeper and servants came over to help Wen Xi unfold the landscape painting.

Bai Xue and He You both came over at the same time, and stared at each other for a moment.

"Qiqi, this is almost indistinguishable from the real thing. Look at the mountains and rocks, the lines are used very well." Grandma He praised without reservation.

"Qiqi, it's such a waste that you're not a painter." Bai Xue's face was full of pride.

"Not bad, Qiqi."

"Grandma, Dad, Mom, please don't praise me anymore, I'm almost embarrassed. Grandma, as long as you like it, that's enough." A hint of embarrassment crept onto Wen Xi's little face.

"I love it so much! Frame it and hang it in the study, no, in the living room."

Grandma He was still carefully examining the painting with a magnifying glass.

"Grandma, here's another one. I hope you like it." Wen Xi handed the box made of golden nanmu wood to Grandma He with both hands.

The box looked like an antique and belonged to He Tingchu, so she naturally didn't open it to see what was inside.

The moment Grandma He saw the box, her pupils contracted slightly. She quickly realized what was happening, grabbed the little girl's hand, placed it in her palm, and laughed heartily.

"Great, Grandma loves this gift."

Grandma He opened the box, and inside lay a jade bracelet with a warm, lustrous color.

Grandma Wen liked jade, and Wen Xi naturally knew a little about it too. This imperial green jade bracelet looked very expensive, both in color and texture.

I didn't realize He Tingchu was such a discerning man.

Grandma He grabbed her fair wrist and, taking advantage of Wen Xi's inattention, quickly slipped the bracelet onto her wrist.

"It's so good, so good, so beautiful!" Grandma He grabbed her wrist and looked at it again and again.

Oops, I'm wrong.

"Grandma, this is a birthday gift that He Tingchu prepared for you. Why did you put it on my hands?" Wen Xi hurriedly went to get it.

"That boy did give me a gift, and I gave it to my granddaughter-in-law. Is that not allowed?" Grandma He said angrily.

The elders present all understood, and their smiles never faded.

Only Wen Xi was kept in the dark and completely confused.

"Qiqi, Grandma is giving this to you, just take it." Bai Xue patted her shoulder.

"...Well, thank you, Grandma," Wen Xi said obediently.

"Qiqi, I'm learning to paint recently. Could you give me some pointers?" Grandma He held Wen Xi's hand as they prepared to go to the art studio.

He Tingyou's voice came from the flower hall.

Grandma, I wish you a long and healthy life, living to be a hundred years old.

"This rascal, he actually knows to come back today?" Grandma He teased, but her face immediately turned cold when she caught a glimpse of Zhou Yi following behind him.

"Grandma, this is my girlfriend, Zhou Yi. Yi Yi, this is my grandma, my parents..." He Tingyou held Zhou Yi's hand affectionately and introduced them one by one.

"Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, hello, I'm Zhou Yi, nice to meet you... This is a small gift I prepared, please accept it as a token of my appreciation." Zhou Yi stood in front of the long sofa, and her agent came over to arrange the gift box neatly.

"Since it's a small gift, there's no need to bring it out."

Grandma He spoke coldly, not even glancing at Zhou Yi, but her expression softened as she held Wen Xi's little hand.

"Come on, Qiqi, come with me to the art studio." The two walked straight past Zhou Yi and went to the art studio.

"He Tingyou, come to the study with me." He Youjun's face was gloomy.

"Yiyi, I'll be right down. You can go for a stroll in the garden first." He Tingyou squeezed her hand, his voice seemingly reassuring.

"Miss Zhou, please come with me." Bai Xue adjusted her shawl, her tone indifferent.

Zhou Yi followed Bai Xue to the garden.

In the art studio, Grandma He sat down and began mixing paints, while Wen Xi stood to the side, his thoughts drifting for a moment.

She never expected to run into He Tingyou and his new girlfriend, actress Zhou Yi, at this event.

In the past month, she had basically forgotten the shame of He Tingyou's elopement, but when the person in question stood so openly in front of her, Wen Xi still felt a little uncomfortable, as if a thorn had been stuck in her heart that she couldn't remove. This thorn was not the girlish infatuation she once had for He Tingyou.

But how could he dare to offend the Wen family?

Grandma He patted her shoulder, as if she had seen through everything, and said gently,

"Qiqi, tell Grandma, do you still feel uncomfortable when you see Tingyou?"

"No, Grandma, it's all in the past. I feel great now," Wen Xi said, coming back to her senses.

"Your current status is Tingyou's sister-in-law, so he has to call you sister-in-law. Also, I will never agree to Zhou Yi entering the family."

At that moment, Wen Xi actually felt a little sorry for the ill-fated couple.

She had genuinely liked the character played by Zhou Yi before; she looked weak and helpless, and the innocent, naive persona was indeed very endearing.

Zhou Yi's personal information is transparent.

A girl from a small county town was discovered by a talent scout thanks to her face and superb acting skills, and has been doing quite well in recent years.

"Grandma, you're being a bit too domineering. Zhou Yi and Tingyou are a good match. If they truly love each other, I sincerely wish them well." Wen Xi had been a fan of Zhou Yi before, and she still had a soft spot for her.

"I just didn't like her at first sight; she's so petty." Grandma He's little tantrum was quite adorable.

"Grandma, did you not like me when you first saw me? After all, I was very naughty back then and even bullied He Tingyou," Wen Xi said in a deliberately coquettish tone.

"He deserves to be bullied by you. He's blind, his eyesight isn't as good as his older brother's," Grandma He said affectionately, gently stroking her nose.

After chatting with Grandma He for a while, Wen Xi's slight unhappiness quickly disappeared.

At that time, He Tingchu made a video call.

"Mrs. He, have we arrived?" The man's deep voice came from the depths of his throat.

"We've arrived. I'm helping Grandma draw." Wen Xi looked up, her eyes bright and heavy.

He Tingchu stared blankly for a long while before slowly speaking.

"Did Grandma like my gift?"

"Then why don't you ask the person involved?"

Thinking that he needed to celebrate his grandmother's birthday, Wen Xi casually handed the phone to Grandma He.

"Grandma, did you miss me?" He Tingchu switched to a nonchalant tone.

Wen Xi was startled by the voice. Could she have heard correctly? He Tingchu sounded like he was being coquettish.

"You brat, who told you to run off to the US without a word? You didn't even come back for my birthday, you deserve a beating!"

"I've celebrated your birthday with you every year, haven't you gotten tired of me yet? This year, someone else is celebrating with you, aren't you happy?"

"Happy, Qiqi is much more well-behaved than you." Grandma He was visibly happy to see her eldest grandson.

Wen Xi had never seen He Tingchu's cynical and carefree face before. It was as if this seemingly dull and rigid old man also had a vibrant side, creating a stark contrast.

The saying goes that everyone has a unique personality. Just how many different sides of He Tingchu have she not seen?

How many times had she met him?

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

"...I love it, I love it so much." The two exchanged glances.

Wen Xi clicked her tongue. If someone knew that the gift she gave to her grandmother was currently on her wrist, she wondered what He Tingchu would think.

Thinking of this, Wen Xi couldn't help but chuckle.

She stood right behind Grandma He, and the man in the camera captured the fleeting, sly smile on the little girl's face.

His lips curled up in a smug smile, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"You two young couples can chat. I'm going to have a chat with your great-aunt." Grandma He handed the phone to Wen Xi and then went out with a smile.

What young couple?

Upon hearing this word, Wen Xi's face inexplicably flushed crimson. She gripped her phone, pushed open the back door of the art studio, and slipped into the back garden.

"Is there anything else? Aren't you sleeping? Are you a night owl?"

"I checked the family group chat. He Tingyou is back. Are you... alright?" He Tingchu's deep voice carried a hint of reassurance.

He had considered the possibility that she might run into He Tingyou, but he also considered that there was a high probability that she wouldn't.

After all, he had arranged a full-day schedule for He Tingyou, the kind that's non-stop 24 hours a day.

Unexpectedly, even He Tingchu miscalculated.

"I'm fine." Wen Xi turned his face away.

"Wen Qiqi...look at me, are you really alright?"