A beautiful summer night

The day before the eve of the Lunar New Year, the sky was clear and the warm winter sun shone down, embracing everything.

The Qingcheng Villa was bustling with activity as a group of people carrying large and small bags entered. The entire villa was practically ready to be decorated with a double happiness symbol.

Richard and Josh had lived abroad for a long time, but now that they had returned home, they were seen snuggling together in the sun.

The two elderly people listened to the cheers and laughter of the younger generation downstairs from their upstairs terrace, a peaceful smile on their faces.

They don't need to be there to greet people, nor do Xia Yongqing and Ross.

The current owners of this villa are Xie Qiyan and Xia Wanzhi.

The people who came were all young people. They said they came to congratulate Xie Qiyan, but in reality they came to visit Mr. Richard, a highly respected member of the Becker family.

The fact that Ms. Ross brought her parents to North City was kept secret, which suggests that the group of people who came with gifts were all connected to her.

As far as they know, Yunli is the only one who has a good relationship with their daughter.

The rest...

Xia Yongqing rubbed his chin, clicking his tongue occasionally as if incredulous. He exhaled a breath and clicked his tongue again incredulously: "We only had some dealings with the Xie family back then because of my grandfather's relationship with Old Master Xie. How come our Wanzi..."

Ms. Ross glanced at the huge crowd and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Xia Yongqing's expression was complicated: "Quite promising, all four major families in Beicheng are now together."

Ross leaned against the railing and looked down a few more times, recognizing several faces. He roughly counted them in his mind and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, it really is!"

"This kid has quite a network of connections. I've never seen our Wanzi make so many friends before," Xia Yongqing remarked.

Ross snorted: "Now you know how good your son-in-law is?"

Xia Yongqing: "..."

In the large living room, Xia Wanzhi and Jiang Baichuan stared at each other. The reason why such a large group of people had been gathered today was all because of Jiang Baichuan.

Yun Li coughed and stepped in front of Jiang Baichuan, gesturing with her eyes, "My fault, my fault..."

Xia Wanzhi didn't have many friends growing up. She met Yunli after high school. Although they didn't see each other often, Ross and Xia Yongqing knew that the two had a good relationship. Even though they had only met a few times, they treated Yunli as their goddaughter.

When Ross mentioned Yun Li upon his return, Xia Wanzhi immediately invited Yun Li and Jiang Baichuan to have a meal together, so that Yun Li could introduce Jiang Baichuan to her.

Little did they know that Jiang Baichuan was too boastful, and in his boasting, he let the news out in the first place.

It would be a wonderful thing to have a meal with Mr. Richard of the Becker family.

So, thanks to Jiang Baichuan's connection, the Lu family sent people, and because the Lu family had a good relationship with the Qu family, the Qu family also sent people.

Besides wanting to visit Richard, I also wanted to meet Richard's wife, Ms. George.

That highly respected and renowned master of traditional Chinese painting who has long since retired from worldly affairs.

Perhaps feeling guilty, Jiang Baichuan awkwardly hid to the side, only to see Xie Qiyan looking at him with a warm smile.

"You didn't kill me with your eyes?" Jiang Baichuan looked up and saw Ms. Ross looking down from upstairs with a smile. He wondered if Xie Qiyan was just putting on an act because there were elders around.

Xie Qiyan glanced at him: "Why kill you? You're just here to congratulate me."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

"Wanzi didn't mean to blame you. It's just that you didn't tell her in advance, and she was worried that we wouldn't be able to entertain her properly." Xie Qiyan, annoyed that he was blocking the way, pulled him aside and made him stand next to Xia Wanzhi to help entertain the guests.

And listen to the endless stream of congratulations from this group of people.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Teacher Mu Xia, your wish has come true." Jiang Yourong generously stuffed a tote bag into Xia Wanzhi's hands, and looked at her and Xie Qiyan with a smile, "These are letters written by CP fans. I collected them all and gave them to you as gifts."

In just a few days, Jiang Yourong had become a seasoned die-hard fan, taking the lead in managing Xie Qiyan's millions of followers.

Xia Wanzhi felt her hands burning. When she looked up, she saw Nan Qiyue and Le Rao, Feng Lingling, and Jian Cheng, whom she had only met a few times. Just thinking about how they had claimed to be fans of Mu Xia Wanzi as soon as they entered the room made her face flush.

Ashamed.

Jiang Yourong put her arm around her shoulder, blinked, and said to Xie Qiyan, "Teacher Mu Xia, you should go and entertain those men. I'll take care of things here and won't make your little Wanzi feel awkward. Besides, Wanzi is my sister-in-law's best friend. We're all family."

Everyone looked at Yunli and Jiang Baichuan with knowing smiles, hoping that they would also get married soon.

Yunli was suddenly called, coughed lightly, and tried her best to maintain a smile: "..."

Suddenly I understood Xia Wanzhi's sense of social death.

Finally, the elders upstairs came down one after another, diverting everyone's attention from the frequent teasing of the soon-to-be-engaged young couple.

Yunli was the first to react, and quickly called out, "Uncle and Auntie, please sit down, please sit down..."

Quickly help shift the firepower.

Xia Wanzhi glanced at Ms. Ross with a longing look, thinking that everyone must have seen her embarrassing moment.

After she had seen enough of the excitement, she, as the mother, hurried downstairs.

Ms. Ross received her daughter's gaze, but smiled without saying a word, only winking at her, her eyes seeming to say, "With your man here, what's there to be afraid of?"

Xia Wanzhi then shifted her gaze to Xie Qiyan.

Xie Qiyan, that dog, is still enjoying other people's congratulations.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."