A beautiful summer night

It was lunchtime, and Xia Wanzhi was led to the dining table by her grandparents, one on each side, just like when she was a child.

The maid prepared to pull out a chair for Xia Wanzhi to sit down, but old man Richard waved his hand and personally served his beloved granddaughter.

"Thank you, Grandpa! Grandpa looks even more handsome!" Xia Wanzhi was stunned by the Manchu Han Imperial Feast on the table in front of her. Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but exclaim in amazement every time she was surprised by these sights.

Old man Richard smiled indulgently. He would beam with joy whenever Xia Wanzhi praised him. He habitually touched his receding hairline and then asked his favorite question: "Do you miss your grandpa?"

Xia Wanzhi burst out laughing: "I want to."

"Then stay here—"

"I won't keep it." Xia Wanzhi knew what he was going to say next without even thinking.

Old man Richard shut his mouth in frustration.

Although it was in England, the male owner of this magnificent palace spoke fluent Chinese.

Simply because Ms. George, Mr. Richard's wife, was Chinese.

Ms. Qiao Shu is a promoter of Chinese culture and a renowned master of traditional Chinese painting. When she was young, she came to England to promote traditional Chinese painting and met Mr. Richard Becker. In the end, she stayed in England for him.

Richard loved Ms. George very much.

Not only do elders and younger generations know about him, but outsiders who mention Richard will always associate him with George.

Perhaps the Becker family bloodline is hereditary; when Richard was young, he disregarded his family's objections and tirelessly traveled back and forth between the two countries across the ocean to pursue Joshua.

Ms. Ross, in order to pursue Comrade Xia Yongqing, disregarded her family's objections and crossed national borders to force herself on him.

When love blossoms, the desires in one's heart gradually become clear.

Xia Wanzhi also longs to meet the most important person in her life, just like her maternal grandparents and parents.

Fortunately, she had the opportunity to try and fail.

It doesn't matter if I'm betrayed.

Heaven sent Xie Qiyan to her.

Zhou Yu is not worth regretting.

After all, Xie Qiyan is her true love.

When they first got engaged to Zhou Yu, Richard and Qiao Shu weren't entirely against it. After all, Zhou Yu had always protected her since childhood, and all the elders had seen it. But no one expected that they would misjudge someone.

Xia Wanzhi asked Qiao Shu how she was sure that person was the right one.

Ms. Qiao said that your heart will tell you the answer.

Xia Wanzhi didn't understand.

Until he met Xie Qiyan.

When you truly meet someone you like, you feel impulsive, passionate, and unrestrained.

So now, the thought of having to fight against Comrade Xia Yongqing and old man Richard for love makes Xia Wanzhi a little excited.

"Has our Wanzi lost weight?" Ms. Qiao Shu glared at old man Richard from the side, smiling and squinting her eyes, almost scrutinizing Xia Wanzhi.

Xia Wanzhi patted her cheeks and laughed, "I haven't lost weight, I've gained three pounds."

I've been getting fatter and fatter all over lately thanks to Xie Qiyan's care.

Xia Yongqing snorted upon hearing this, thinking himself a prophet and looking like he had seen through it all: "You ate takeout, didn't you? Eating too much unclean food can easily make you gain weight."

Xia Wanzhi retorted without hesitation: "Nonsense, I haven't had takeout in ages!"

One sentence revealed the suspicious point.

Xia Yongqing's eyes flashed, and he was about to speak when Xia Wanzhi immediately reacted and turned to old man Richard to complain, "Grandpa, look! Dad is trying to lecture me again, taking advantage of his age!"

Xia Yongqing: "..."

Richard looked up and glanced at Xia Yongqing.

Xia Yongqing turned to seek shelter from Ms. Ross, but Ms. Ross pretended not to see him.

Fighting alone is futile; you can't win, you simply can't win.

"Eat less takeout, or hire a chef if necessary." Ms. Qiao Shu is almost eighty years old, but she still speaks softly and gently.

Girls from the south of the city retain a Jiangnan charm even in old age.

Xia Wanzhi suddenly remembered Xie Qiyan's mother.

“There’s a chef.” Xia Wanzhi patted her grandmother’s hand and leaned closer to say, “And a very skilled chef.”

Xie Qiyan can do everything.

Comparable to a five-star chef.

"Which chef?" Eighty-year-old Richard, with his remarkable hearing, scoffed, "Better than your father? Better than your grandfather?"

Xia Yongqing then had the right to speak, and bluntly asked, "Which chef? Your brother from the Xie family?"

Xia Wanzhi scratched her cheek and met Xia Yongqing's gaze: "Hmm."

However, he is no longer Xie's brother.

He's my boyfriend.

He is your future son-in-law.

Xia Wanzhi thought to herself.

"Who?" Richard put down his cutlery and immediately became serious.

Xia Yongqing also said with a stern face: "A neighbor, a pretty boy."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

It was rare to see these two on the same side. Qiao Shu and Ms. Ross exchanged a glance while dining elegantly, and then looked on with amusement.

Qiao Shu, having been through it all, knew that when Xia Wanzhi mentioned someone to her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she already knew that the person she was talking about held a special place in her heart.

Given Ross's usually energetic and impulsive nature, his unusual quietness today only strengthened Ms. Qiao Shu's conviction.

Richard frowned: "Which pretty boy? The one trending on social media?"

Ever since he learned that his beloved granddaughter had been hurt by Zhou Yu, the old man has been determined to find her a British prince and keep her in England.

But Xia Wanzhi refused.

He didn't pressure her, but he would subtly use other methods to get things done.

Xia Yongqing was still angry about Xia Wanzhi conspiring with Xie Qiyan to deceive him, and snorted, "Isn't that right?"

Unable to bear the two men's sarcastic remarks any longer, Qiao Shu slammed her hand on the table and said, "Let's eat first, let's eat first!"

Richard glanced at Xia Yongqing: "Tell me in detail later."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Because she was worried about Xie Qiyan, who was alone in his hotel room, Xia Wanzhi didn't care about her image and quickly finished her meal. After dinner, she took the opportunity to slip away and quietly complained to Mrs. Ross, "Mom! Look at Dad! You have to do something about him..."

“He’s always the same old guy, he’ll never amount to anything.” Ross comforted her, took her arm, spun her around, and teased her with a smile. “You really are, you’ve gained weight, your brother Xie has been feeding you well.”

Xia Wanzhi touched her nose: "Well, it's alright."

Ms. Ross was laughing so hard she wanted to ask more questions when a maid came to tell her that old man Richard was looking for her…

His daughter.

“Come on, your grandpa gets restless if he doesn’t see you for even half a minute. He was also incredibly enthusiastic towards his precious daughter for the first few days after I came back, but don’t worry, it will cool down in about two weeks.” Ms. Ross spoke from experience.

Xia Wanzhi nodded as she replied to Xie Qiyan's message.

Xie Qiyan: [It's been two hours.]

Ignoring someone for two hours will result in punishment.

Xia Wanzhi typed rapidly: 【Honey, there are still ten seconds left until two hours, so it doesn't count.】

Xie Qiyan was in a good mood and didn't dwell on those few seconds. He asked her, "How's the situation at the front?"

Xia Wanzhi: [This isn't good.]

- [The Commander-in-Chief is looking for me. I can't say anything more now. Just wait for my message.]

Ms. Ross glanced at it and couldn't help but chuckle: "Where did this Commander-in-Chief come from?"

Xia Wanzhi whispered, "Your father."

Ross: "..."

She's out of touch with the times.

This young man knows how to have fun even better than they did back then.