A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Bian Xiao woke up at eight o'clock the next morning, his biological clock was quite punctual.

Lilith and Xiaojia took Bian Xiao to wash up and change clothes.

The dressing room is about 50 square meters, divided into three main areas: clothing, shoes, hats, and accessories. It's decorated in a green theme and is slightly warmer than the bedroom, to prevent the wearer from getting cold while changing.

Bian Xiao chose a beige lace dress, put on little socks and leather shoes, and had her long hair skillfully braided into a fishtail braid at the back of her head by Lilith. Finally, a beige soft woven hat with a green silk bow on it deeply pleased Bian Xiao.

She admired herself in the mirror, marveling at how beautiful she was, and then took Lilith's hand as they went downstairs.

Bian He was already downstairs sitting on the sofa with Bian Zhansheng, wearing light green trousers and a shirt with a small lace collar, looking like an elegant little prince.

"Everyone's here? Let's go, kids!"

"Alright! Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The brother and sister, who were just acting like little princesses and princes, rushed towards the car, chasing each other as if they were competing to see who could get on first.

Bian Xiao was a bit faster, getting on the bus first. Sitting in his high chair, he grinned smugly at Bian He, "Brother isn't as fast as me (?????????)"

"Hmph, I was letting you win," Bian He said stubbornly, even after losing. Damn it, I couldn't outrun my sister again. Next time I must be faster than her; I'm the older brother, after all.

Bian Zhansheng walked behind, watching the lively and adorable children, slowly leaning on their canes. He smiled proudly to himself; no wonder they were his great-granddaughter and great-grandson, so full of energy.

I'll show this to Old Li and Old Fu later; no one's family can compare to theirs.

The car stopped at Wong Kee. The storefront had been there for quite some time, and it was packed with people inside.

Bian Zhansheng got out of the car and led his group inside.

The waitress inside was a young and pretty girl. As soon as she saw Bian Zhansheng, she shouted into the kitchen, "Grandpa, Mr. Bian is here!"

It seems Bian Zhansheng is a regular customer.

"Ah Wang, the usual, come in and eat."

As soon as Bian Zhansheng and his entourage entered, the noise in the hall subsided. Some people secretly glanced at Bian Xiao and Bian He, thinking to themselves, "Another rich kid."

Some regular customers only recognized Bian Zhansheng at this point, because Bian Zhansheng usually dressed casually and was always accompanied by a bodyguard.

This time, because I brought two children, I had more bodyguards, as well as Xiao Jia and Xiao Hao, so there were quite a few people with me.

“Mr. Bian, it’s been a long time. What’s this?” Uncle Wang hurriedly came out of the kitchen and immediately saw two beautifully dressed children beside Bian Zhansheng.

"Ah Wang, these are my great-grandson and great-granddaughter."

"Hello, Uncle Wang!" Bian Xiao and Bian He greeted Uncle Fu.

“Good boy and girl, Mr. Bian is so lucky,” Uncle Wang led them into a private room.

Uncle Wang turned on the air conditioner. This was the only private room in the entire restaurant with air conditioning. Uncle Wang bought it especially for Mr. Bian because he was worried that eating wontons would make him feel hot.

When Mr. Bian found out, he gave him a sum of money, saying he was buying the right to use the private room. In fact, Uncle Wang knew that he was subsidizing himself.

So no matter how many people there are, Uncle Wang always reserves this private room for Bian Zhansheng.

The private room was small, and the air was cool as soon as the air conditioner was turned on. Bian Xiao let out a comfortable "Ah~".

“It must be so hot, my dear girl. Turn on the air conditioner and it will be cool right away,” Uncle Wang said quickly.

"Uncle Wang, it's not hot anymore, it smells so good! I'm hungry, I want to eat wontons!" Bian Xiao explained, afraid that Uncle Wang would feel embarrassed.

"Ah Wang, you go ahead and get busy. We're all acquaintances." Hearing someone ordering food outside, Bian Zhansheng told Uncle Wang to go out and get busy.

"Hey, hey, my dear boy, don't rush, the wontons will be ready soon." After saying that, Uncle Wang went out and closed the door of the private room, shutting out most of the noise from outside.

"Uncle Wang, you look quite wealthy. Which family's young master or young lady are you?"

"Hey, you don't know? That's Mr. Bian from Hongtai! His daughter is Bian Lihong!" someone immediately chimed in. "She was in the newspaper recently; she bought two more large houses in Repulse Bay."

"Oh, it was him!" Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement.

"I know Bian Sheng. There are so many rich men in Hong Kong, why doesn't Bian Sheng take concubines?" Most women like to read newspapers, even though these newspapers often use the power struggles between the various branches of wealthy families as a gimmick, and the stories aren't always true, sometimes even fabricated headlines. But most people still buy into it. If you were to list them, the Bian family would definitely be there.

Bian Zhansheng did not take concubines and had only one daughter, Bian Lihong. Instead of marrying, Bian Lihong married a young man from the mainland and had only one daughter, Bian Yin. In the Hong Kong tycoon families that favored sons over daughters and had multiple wives and concubines, she was a breath of fresh air.

Even in low-class tabloids, there were stories of pretty girls aspiring to become Bian Zhansheng's first concubine.

The gossipy landladies gathered together, fanning themselves and rolling their eyes. "So many girls these days are shameless. Bian Sheng is already 90." "So what if she's 90? If she marries Bian Sheng, she's a rich wife, and she drives luxury cars all the time."

People outside were gossiping about everything from the Bian family to other wealthy families, from mistresses to female celebrities and models—it was all very lively.

Meanwhile, the shrimp wontons for the three people inside were quickly prepared. The plump, white wontons floated on the surface of the soup, emitting a rich aroma that instantly whetted Bian Xiao's appetite.

I took a sip of the soup first. The bone broth was fresh, fragrant, and delicious. What a wonderful soup!

Bian Xiao scooped up another wonton with a spoon, blew on it to cool it down a bit, and took a big bite. The skin was thin, the filling was fresh and delicious, fragrant, chewy and smooth, and there were even shrimp inside.

Bian Zhansheng saw the little girl's bright, round green eyes and knew she liked her.

After eating one, Bian Xiao couldn't wait to share it with his great-grandfather, exclaiming, "Great-grandfather, it's delicious!"

"Grandpa doesn't taste good," Bian Zhansheng teased her.

"Grandpa~, the wontons are so delicious, Xiaoxiao wants to eat them again tomorrow." Bian Xiao decided that wontons would be breakfast for the next few days.

"Hahahaha, there's other delicious food coming tomorrow, Xiaoxiao, are you sure you don't want to go?"

"Let's go then," Bian Xiao changed his mind quickly. There was so much delicious food; he couldn't miss it.

Bian He doesn't particularly like wontons; he eats them normally.

Seeing her younger sister eating so heartily, with a bit of sweat on her forehead, she took a tissue and said, "Della, look up."

"Huh?" He looked up blankly. What's wrong?

Bian He slapped the paper onto Bian Xiao's forehead, patted it off, and then peeled it off. "Eat slowly, you're sweating!"

"Thanks, Phil~" Phil's signature way of wiping sweat, he's used to it, his older brother is taking care of him.

The two children each had eight wontons in their bowls. Bian He hadn't finished half of the soup, but Bian Xiao finished his entire bowl.

"Oh my, your little bellies are all bulging, are you full yet?" The elderly love watching children eat, it tastes so delicious, especially watching Bian Xiao eat, it's so satisfying. They patted the siblings' little bellies, and it seemed they were almost full.

After saying goodbye to Wang Bo, the group got into a car and went to a private tea room, where Bian Zhansheng had invited some friends to show off his great-grandson and great-granddaughter.

The teahouse only accepts members. As soon as you park your car, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam will come to greet you.

This teahouse is decorated in an elegant yet lively style. In addition to the regular tea room, there is also a courtyard pavilion with a corridor and some koi in the pond.

"Mr. Bian, Mr. Li and the others are already waiting for you inside." The beautiful woman at the head of the group was the tea room manager, dressed in a light green cheongsam, graceful and dignified. Seeing Bian Xiao and Bian He behind Bian Zhansheng, she half-squatted down, "These two young men can ask Sister Joyce for anything they want."

"Wow~" What a beautiful older sister.

Joyce led the group to the tea room, with Bian He holding his sister's hand, as he always did when they were outside.