A beautiful summer night

"Snapped--"

Jiang Yourong slammed her hand on the table, her eyes flashing with an incredibly dazzling light: "My Jiang family has finally produced an heir!"

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

"It's still early." He poured himself a cup of tea and slowly savored it.

Jiang Yourong understood, and struck a chord with him: "Oh, so that means she doesn't agree to be with you."

Jiang Baichuan glanced at her and said, "It's just not the right time yet."

Jiang Yourong coldly uttered, "Useless thing."

Jiang Baichuan glared at him: "You have no manners."

Jiang Yourong said smugly, "Now it's your turn to beg me!"

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

Silence wouldn't solve the problem, so Jiang Yourong got up and sat down next to him, asking, "Is there anything I can do to help? Does she like you?"

Jiang Yourong complained, "Didn't you show any sincerity? You shouldn't look like this. If you can't even win her over, Grandpa is right, you're really a blockhead."

"Ah, my Jiang family..."

"Shut up," Jiang Baichuan snapped, rubbing his temples in exasperation. "She just broke up with her boyfriend."

Jiang Yourong was stunned for a moment: "With whom?"

Jiang Baichuan met her questioning gaze with a chill.

Jiang Yourong understood immediately and forced a smile: "Good thing, good thing, it seems you've been very successful in becoming the male mistress. It's okay, we'll keep up the good work."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

The conversation couldn't continue. His gaze darkened, and he began to doubt whether coming to see Jiang Yourong was a mistake in itself.

Xie Qiyan's sister is a top-notch supporter who is always ready to assist.

His sister is a psychopath who can deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Sensing her brother's emotions, Jiang Yourong coughed lightly, kept her mouth shut, and tugged at his sleeve: "Are you angry? Actually, I've known for a long time that you like Yunli."

Jiang Baichuan glanced at her with a question mark above his head, too lazy to say anything.

“At the birthday party, you invited Xia Wanzhi and Yun Li in your own name.” Jiang Yourong nudged his shoulder and laughed. “Your eyes were on Yun Li the whole time. I could tell then that you were interested in her.”

“It’s not just me, everyone has noticed. We’re all waiting for you to bring her back this year for the New Year.” Jiang Yourong sighed. “But you’re too slow, so I couldn’t resist inviting the little princess from the Xia family over a while ago to scout out the enemy situation.”

Hearing this, Jiang Baichuan was slightly taken aback, and his expression softened: "What have you found out?"

Jiang Yourong coughed lightly: "I've found out that it might be several more years before our Jiang family has an heir..."

Jiang Baichuan rubbed his face and patted her head: "Don't always imitate Grandpa's way of speaking."

Grandpa Jiang is ninety years old this year.

As people get older, they often say, "I want to see Xiao Chuan get married before I go to my grave."

But Jiang Baichuan couldn't just settle down with anyone because of his grandfather's nagging.

Until I met Yunli.

The idea of ​​starting a family is brewing.

Everyone around her was happily in pairs, and even that bastard Xie Qiyan showed off his love every day after he got together with Xia Wanzhi.

It would be a lie to say I'm not envious.

He also wants to be with the person he likes.

I want to be with Yunli.

"Then what did you come to see me for? You didn't just come to admit that you're interested in that girl, did you?" Jiang Yourong got back to the point.

Jiang Baichuan pondered for a moment: "Let me borrow my two nieces."

No sooner had these words been spoken than Rong Yu popped his head out: "Dream on!"

Jiang Yourong glared at him playfully, then agreed and said earnestly to Jiang Baichuan, "Okay, if there's anything else you need help with, just let me know. When the time comes, lend a hand. You're not getting any younger, hurry up and settle down on your life's most important matter, you hear me!"

Rong Yu, a doting father, was not satisfied and frowned: "Wife..."

“Let him take care of the child, and we’ll go have some time alone.” Jiang Yourong had planned this all along.

As the smog cleared, Rong Yu smiled broadly and gave Jiang Baichuan a slight smile: "Thank you for your hard work, my dear uncle."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

-

The next day was Friday. Jiang Baichuan went to the kindergarten early in the morning to pick up his two nieces. The two children looked almost identical. Their eyebrows and eyes resembled Jiang Yourong's, but everything else resembled that old man Rong Yu.

Chao Chao and Mu Mu had just started kindergarten, and the two little ones, inheriting Jiang Yourong's optimistic nature, adapted quickly. Being incredibly energetic, they rushed towards Jiang Baichuan from afar, one after the other, shouting, "Uncle, hug me!"

Jiang Baichuan carried them to the car, one in each arm, and took them to Yunli's flower shop.

At this moment, the setting sun painted half the sky red, and Yunli squatted down slightly to look at the two adorable little bundles of hair.

The flower shop faces west, and the sunlight shining in at sunset falls right on Yunli.

Her hair was shining.

She watched the passing days and nights, and Jiang Baichuan watched her.

"Which one of you is Chaochao, and which one is Mumu?" The two children weren't shy, so Yunli took turns holding them for a while, then led one of them to a table inside the flower shop and sat them down.

The two children seemed to have been instructed by Jiang Yourong, and they looked at Jiang Baichuan with smiles: "Uncle, please tell me."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

It's hard.

The two little ones born to Jiang Yourong look exactly alike.

The exact same little bun hairstyle, the exact same clothes and shoes, the exact same voice, face, and height...

He had no idea which was which.

But in front of Yunli, he randomly touched the mouse and pointed to the left side (older sister) and the right side (younger sister): "Zhaozhao, Mumu."

She pouted, "Wrong! Wrong! Wrong again!"

Chaochao, hands on hips, exclaimed, "Uncle is so stupid!"

Mumu pouted, "Auntie, you should teach him a lesson!"

Startled by the shout, Yunli's eyes widened, and she waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, I'm not your aunt..."

Even the usually composed Jiang Baichuan was stunned for a moment.

What did Jiang Yourong teach them...?

He explained to Yunli, "It wasn't me who taught it..."

Chaochao continued, "But we want you to be our aunt, don't you want to be our aunt? My uncle is a very nice man."

Mumu nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes! We like you!"

Yunli: "..."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

The two children quickly became friends. Girls naturally love flowers, so Yunli gave each of them two branches. They stayed there and didn't want to leave. After playing for a while, they sat on the chairs and dozed off.

Seeing this, Yunli tugged at Jiang Baichuan: "Why don't you take them back to sleep first?"

Jiang Baichuan glanced at the time and said, "Perfect timing, it's lunchtime."

Yunli noticed his gaze and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Baichuan picked up one of the little ones and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Has the landlady forgotten that she still owes me two meals?"

Before Yunli could respond, he preemptively said, "Let's do it tonight, at my place."

Yunli was stunned.

Jiang Baichuan explained, "Jiang Yourong and her husband have gone on a world tour. I'll be taking care of these two kids for the next two weeks."

"Huh?" Yunli was stunned.

"It's not my responsibility to take care of two girls," Jiang Baichuan coaxed her gently.

"So?" Yunli asked tentatively.

"So, since they like you, please help them out, boss lady." Jiang Baichuan's true colors were finally revealed.

Yunli managed to squeeze out a dry, "Should I help you take care of the child?"

Jiang Baichuan liked her shrewdness: "The boss lady is really smart."

Yunli: "..."

Today wasn't too busy, so Yunli simply tidied up and prepared to close. Seeing Jiang Baichuan still holding Chaochao and waiting beside her, she was a little flustered. After tidying up, she picked up Mumu and said, "Let's go."

it's getting dark.

The two walked side by side, each carrying a child, their backs looking just like a family.

After placing Chaochao Mumu in the car seat, Yunli sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and finally couldn't help but say bluntly, "Jiang Baichuan, you can't do this to me."

He even resorted to using his child; it's unclear whether he was desperate and had no other choice, or if he was just being clever and thought she wouldn't see through his scheme.

How old are you? And you're the president of the Jiang Group, how can you be so childish?

Jiang Baichuan started, opened the window a little, and said in a cheerful voice, "You just need to take the bait."

Yunli: "..."