A pond full of blooming flowers, an ultimate addiction.

Bathed in sunlight, Jiang Yi and his group arrived at the bustling teahouse, Yiyuan.

The Chinese-style architecture, wooden tables and chairs, exquisite tea sets, and elegant decorations all reveal a profound cultural heritage.

The round tables in the lobby were packed, with steaming baskets filled with exquisite pastries. Waiters carrying teapots skillfully poured tea and water for the guests, while servers pushing carts moved freshly made pastries around to each table.

If you like it, you can ask the waiter to get it; it has a similar feel to the old days of street vendors hawking their wares.

When the manager saw Chi Ruiche and her group, he led them to the second floor. Some of the rooms were ordinary private rooms separated by openwork screens, while Chi Ruiche and her group went to a more secluded private room. The main hall was noisy, while the second floor was more elegant.

"Would you like Pu'er or Longjing tea?"

Grandpa Jiang sat down in the seat of honor, pulled out by Chi Ruiche, while the manager, holding the menu, knelt and asked questions.

"Longjing tea, something milder."

Grandpa Jiang knew that Jiang Yi didn't like drinking Pu'er tea. When she was little, he would bring her to complain that Pu'er tea had a fishy smell.

"Alright, what about the snacks?" The waiter brought a teapot from the tea room on the second floor to brew them himself.

"Xiao Che, you can order." Grandpa Jiang smiled contentedly as he looked at the aroma of tea rising from the celadon teacup in front of him.

"Okay." Jiang Yi glanced at the menu and ordered one of everyone's favorite dishes.

Soon, the waiters carried trays and placed steamers on the table, with delicious food on round porcelain plates inside the steamers.

Golden and tempting braised chicken feet with fermented black beans, perfectly balanced sweet and savory char siu buns, crispy and sweet egg tarts, and delicate congee with preserved egg and lean pork—every bite is unforgettable.

"Grandpa, I think this is delicious."

Jiang Yi served him with great enthusiasm, and Chi Ruiche quietly turned each dessert to his grandfather so that Jiang Yi could pick them up.

"good to eat."

"Grandpa, this is the Cantonese style. I know you prefer the Yangzhou style, but the TV station is interviewing people there today, so the shop is closed for two days."

Chi Ruiche explained quietly, noticing that Grandpa Jiang wasn't eating much.

"It's nice to try it once in a while; Xiao Yi loves it."

Grandpa Jiang nodded with satisfaction as he watched Jiang Yi devour his food, his wrinkles deepening.

"In the morning, the skin wraps the water; at night, the water wraps the skin." Jiang Yi finished gnawing on a chicken foot, took a sip of tea, and calmed himself down.

"Xiao Che, has your grandpa been going to the company lately?" Grandpa Jiang wiped his mouth, took a sip of tea, and then stopped eating.

Chi Ruiche stopped setting out the dishes. "Yes."

"Your grandfather is such a worrywart. Now that he's retired, he should enjoy life."

Grandpa Jiang's expression remained unchanged. "Xiao Yi, go to He Ji next door and buy me a serving of glutinous rice pastry."

"Grandpa, Mom says that these glutinous rice products are bad for your stomach."

"Grandma likes to eat it." Grandpa Jiang's smile held a hint of nostalgia as he left, accompanied by Youming.

"You can talk to Xiao Yi now that she's gone."

"Did Brother Yang tell you?" I didn't want to tell Grandpa Jiang about what happened last night. He's too old to worry about the younger generation.

"He looked preoccupied and couldn't hide it."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, but I have to do this."

"Xiao Che, have you thought about who might be behind this?" Grandpa Jiang didn't look at Chi Ruiche; the emotions in his eyes were even more unpredictable.

"We still have no clue."

"You handle it properly, but it's just that it's National Day..." He's still his son, how could Grandpa Jiang bear to part with him? They're both his flesh and blood.

"Yes."

"Your grandfather really put in a lot of effort to bring you and Xiao Yi together this time. I think he'll gradually come to his senses," Grandpa Jiang said cryptically.

Chi Ruiche remained silent, watching the slowly rising steam from the tea.

"Abu, I'm having morning tea with Grandpa and the others." Jiang Yi quickened his pace as he answered the phone.

“Let’s go skiing together today. The newly opened facilities there are just as good as yours in New Zealand.” Abu was sitting in his office frantically browsing through ski resorts, getting excited just thinking about the snow-covered slopes.

"Okay, are you coming to pick us up?"

"no problem."

Chi Ruiche and Grandpa Jiang waited for Jiang Yi to finish buying his things and then leave the teahouse. Youjun and his grandfather went to listen to the opera, while the two of them waited for Abu here.

"Che, are you planning to go on a date with me today?" Jiang Yi seemed to suddenly realize that Lin Kai hadn't come along today.

"Yes, I was afraid Miss Jiang would be too busy to pay attention to me."

Chi Ruiche held her hand in his, his face flushed from the winter wind. "Let's go upstairs and wait. It's cold outside."

"It's too stuffy inside. Let's get some fresh air. Abu will be here soon." Jiang Yi shook his head and refused.

"Boss, Xiao Si, get in the car."

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Abu rolled down the car window, and a beautiful woman leaned out of the passenger seat to greet them.

“I’ve packed everything. I’ll stay there tonight, is that okay?” Abu sent a text message.

"it is good."

Jiang Yi leaned close to Chi Ruiche's ear and asked with a smile, "Are you free?"

"Have."

Chi Ruiche gently tapped her nose, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting affection.

Abu glimpsed the two of them being affectionate in the rearview mirror and secretly rejoiced; the eldest brother was completely under the thumb of the youngest.

"Set off."