I listened to my sister's words today.

"Child, how can you be so carefree about eating and sleeping?" The old lady couldn't help laughing and gently tapped her forehead.

"I see you're just trying to make us happy."

"Besides, how can you lose weight with your mother watching over you?"

"He said, looking him up and down, "Well, you look good, it seems you take good care of yourself."

"But what about you guys? Are you all doing well lately? It's getting cold, so remember to wear more clothes."

"It's fine. It's fine."

The old man waved his hands, his face full of smiles.

"I've been waiting to see you today. You may not know, but your grandma even got her hair permed yesterday, saying she wanted to make a good impression on you."

"Old man, stop talking nonsense!"

The old lady gave the old man a reproachful look, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

She reached out to tidy up her hair and said softly, "Shihan, grandma is not like you young people. If I don't do my hair, I'll feel embarrassed to see people."

"Grandma, don't listen to Grandpa's nonsense!"

“Whether you have your hair done or not, you are the most beautiful in my eyes.

"Ye Shihan held the old lady's hand, her tone serious yet playful.

As a few people chatted and laughed, the atmosphere in the room gradually became lively.

Luo's mother stepped forward and interrupted their small talk: "Okay, let's stop talking now that everyone is here. Let's sit down and talk slowly."

Father Yun had just finished a phone call and hadn't even had time to step through the door.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small figure standing on tiptoe by the dining table, stretching his arms as hard as he could, trying to reach the shrimp balls on the table like a kitten.

His movements were both clumsy and cute, with an overturned chair cushion under his feet, which was obviously a temporary tool he had found to "climb up and get something".

If you are not careful, your thin body will slip along with the cushion.

Father Yun's heart skipped a beat, and without taking the time to think, he quickly walked over.

He reached towards the table, pulled out a tissue, and picked up a shrimp ball.

Father Yun half-knelt and handed the shrimp balls to the child, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't be impatient, just tell me if you want to eat it, it's dangerous to take it yourself!"

Yun Yiruo had been holding her breath, with her hands hanging in the air, like a thief about to commit a crime, but at this moment she was stunned.

"Uh? Thank you, Uncle Yun!"

He took the shrimp balls and grinned from ear to ear.

Seeing this, Father Yun shook his head and sighed softly.

"Next time, ask an adult first and don't crawl around on your own. Got it?"

Yun Yiruo nodded repeatedly, and with the shrimp ball in her mouth, she mumbled, "I know, I know!"

"You kid, you're such a greedy little cat!"

Luo's mother walked over with a smile, lifted up the chair cushion, and reached out to rub Yun Yiru's little head.

"If you dare to take such a risk again, Auntie will punish you by not allowing you to eat shrimp balls."

Yun Yiru quickly swallowed the shrimp ball in her mouth, shaking her little head like a rattle.

Everyone laughed at her serious yet funny look.

The old lady said, "How delightful! In the future, with such a little one around, life will definitely not be boring."

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, the old man raised his glass.

"Come on, everyone, raise your glasses, live in harmony and be healthy!"

"Cheers!" Everyone echoed in unison, and the crisp sound of glasses clinking filled the entire restaurant.

In the midst of the excitement, Yun Yiruo suddenly looked up and asked, "Uncle Yun, why do we have to raise our glasses during a meal? Doesn't that make it more meaningful?"

Everyone was stunned by her innocent question.

Father Yun put down his wine glass, bent down and touched her little head.

"Raise your glass, not for the meaning, but to thank the people around you."

"Being able to get together is something worth cherishing, so raising a glass is to tell everyone that I am very happy and I cherish you very much."

Yun Yiru nodded as if she understood, then she picked up the small cup in front of her seriously. It contained the juice that Luo's mother had specially prepared for her.

Raising the glass, a childish voice rang out: "Then I want to toast you too. I really enjoy being with you!"

At this moment, the entire restaurant fell into a brief silence, and then broke into warm laughter and applause.

The old man couldn't help but sigh: "This child has a sweet mouth, he will be amazing when he grows up!"

Ye Shihan tilted her head slightly, looking at the smiling faces on the table, and suddenly a warm feeling rose in her heart.

These familiar people and their warm laughter seemed to soothe all my worries.

"This is home..." He murmured softly, a smile unconsciously rising at the corner of his mouth.

"Shihan, what did you just say?"

Luo's mother's voice brought Ye Shihan back from her thoughts. She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a slightly embarrassed blush on her face.

"Nothing, I just feel really good having you around."

Luo's mother smiled when she heard this and patted her hand gently: "Silly child, this will always be your home. We are inseparable."

Ye Shihan's eyes turned slightly red, but she quickly lowered her head to hide her emotions, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it in the bowl.

The atmosphere at the table became more and more harmonious. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and occasionally Yun Yiruo's baby voice could be heard answering questions.

Just as everyone was laughing and talking, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Father Yun put down his chopsticks and stood up to open the door.

With the sound of footsteps, the person outside the door walked in.

Everyone looked up and saw a tall man appear at the door.

He was holding a gift box in his hand, with a slightly apologetic smile on his face: "Sorry to bother you so late."

The person who came was Luo Mingcheng, Luo's father's nephew.

Yun Mingcheng's eyes swept across the dining table and finally landed on Ye Shihan.

After a moment of hesitation, he smiled faintly: "Shihan is here too, long time no see."

Ye Shihan was also a little surprised, but quickly regained her composure and politely replied, "Long time no see, Brother Mingcheng."

Yun Yiruo looked at the guest who suddenly appeared and asked Luo's mother in a low voice: "Who is this brother?"

Luo's mother lowered her head and smiled as she explained, "This is Uncle Luo's nephew. You can just call Mingcheng brother."

Yun Yiru tilted her head to look at him, then turned back to continue eating her grilled oysters. It was obvious that she was not very interested in "Brother Mingcheng".

"Actually, I came here today because I have something I want to discuss with you."

Father Yun was slightly startled, then nodded: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yun Mingcheng hesitated for a moment, as if considering his words.

Ye Shihan noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and unconsciously tightened her grip on the chopsticks.

Yun Mingcheng looked around at them and finally said, "The company's new project has encountered some problems and needs some working capital."

"I thought, maybe I can temporarily transfer some of the family assets."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the table suddenly froze.