A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Chapter 277 The Zhong Family

Upon seeing his elders, Bian He obediently tidied his hair and clothes, making them fluffy and smooth. He wore a thin white cashmere and silk shirt with a short trench coat, and looked at his younger sister turning left and right in front of the mirror with great interest, resting his chin on his hand.

"Wasn't the last one nice?" Bian He still preferred the blue dress from before. The upper part was a strappy cashmere dress, knee-length, with an A-line silhouette, but the lower part had a cutout design, revealing a white cashmere skirt underneath. The blue and white contrast was fresh and energetic. With a light jacket over it, it would be so lively and cute.

This dress is a bit too stiff now; the long, light purple mermaid dress is a bit too mature.

"Just now?" Bian Xiao turned around again, somewhat conflicted. She really liked the back design of this dress.

“There will definitely be a lot of people later, and you’ll probably find it troublesome to wear that.” Bian He solved the problem with a single sentence.

Every time I visit the Zhong family to see the old man, there are always a large group of relatives. Thinking about it, the first house is indeed more comfortable.

Once the clothes were changed, everything was easy. The seemingly messy and casual hairstyle was actually the result of the hairstylist's skillful handwork, with thick hair pulled back to reveal a slender neck, and golden curls hanging down the sides of the face, exuding a lazy and comfortable vibe.

She put on a blue starfish hair clip, a sapphire-embellished pom-pom earring, and a pair of platform sandals. Finally, she nodded in satisfaction, took her brother's hand, got into the car, and headed to the Zhong family home.

There was also a large house on the mountain, but Grandpa Zhong no longer lives there. Instead, he left it to the eldest son's family and moved to the scenic Clearwater Bay. The fourth and fifth wives each live in their own villas and occasionally visit Grandpa Zhong.

Summer is approaching, and the wind in Hong Kong is starting to get hot, carrying the unique humidity of the seaside. It hits Bian Xiao the moment he gets out of the car, and the Zhong family's butler is already waiting for the two distinguished guests at the door.

"Oh my, our little miss is here! She looks so tall! She's almost as tall as Uncle An!" It had been almost a year or two since they last met, and the little girl had really grown up, looking more and more like her mother. Uncle An looked at Bian Xiao and then at Bian He with affection, and quickly welcomed the two of them inside.

“I don’t think Uncle An has changed. It must be Aunt Fen’s doing.” Bian He said with a smile, which made Uncle An feel good. He joked, “Ah He is still the same as ever. Come in quickly. Master has been waiting for you since early this morning!”

As soon as Bian Xiao's car entered the gate, someone went to report it. Only then did the person in charge of taking care of the old man go upstairs to invite him downstairs. As for the younger generation, they were already sitting in the living room and lounge, chatting. The wives, daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law were also gathered together.

"Grand Uncle!"

As soon as Zhong Yongci stepped off the elevator, his vision was blurry without his glasses, and he hadn't even seen the person clearly when he heard the little girl yell. He immediately laughed and said to the nanny pushing the wheelchair behind him, "I knew it was our little Ma!"

Aunt Fen pushed her along, laughing as she said, "The young lady is still so energetic. That voice, I can tell it's her immediately." After all, besides Miss Bian Yin and Miss Bian Xiao, who else would dare to be so casual in front of Old Master Zhong?

Since ancient times, maternal uncles have been considered close relatives. Zhong Yongci's father was Zhong Daiyi's elder brother, and Bian Lihong and Zhong Yongci had a good relationship since childhood, calling each other "elder brother" and "younger sister." Even though they weren't blood-related siblings, it didn't really matter.

As her younger sister's only daughter, Bian Yin was pampered and cherished by her cousin Zhong Yongci since childhood (though this pampered jewel was rather sturdy).

Bian Yin's daughter, Bian Xiao, is even more beautiful and loves to act spoiled. She's like a little princess doll, even more lovable than her mother. Of course, she's also more resilient than her mother.

When I was little, I was playing hide-and-seek with my older brothers. I accidentally knocked over one of his big vases and broke it. He had to say in a soft voice that it was the vase's fault, that the vase shouldn't have been standing there, that the vase was naughty and blocked our way, that the vase was bad.

A group of people surrounded her, comforting her and asking the doctor to check if she had fallen anywhere, worried that she might be in pain or cry.

谁知道小宝贝伸着小肉手，昂着脑袋给他抱抱，软着声音和他道歉，说骁骁错了～不揍哥哥，大伯公最好了，最爱的就是大伯公～小嗓子嫩的他只能不停点头，她说什么就是什么。

Not long after, he saw his granddaughter and grandson following behind the little girl, calling her "little sister" this and "little sister" that, being directed around by the little girl.

The little girl sitting on the sofa was holding a peach bigger than her face, eating it with juice all over her mouth, and smiling at him.

In a daze, Zhong Yongci saw a little girl with curved eyebrows and big, bright green eyes appear in front of him, and old memories overlapped.

Time flies, the children have all grown up, and the little dolls have become young ladies.

"Xiaoxiao, come to your great-uncle." Zhong Yongci gently beckoned to Bian Xiao, and seeing the little girl skipping over, he quickly called to Bian He, "Slow down, slow down. Ahe, why aren't you helping your sister? What if she falls? She's wearing such high heels."

Bian He seemed to be following slowly behind, but in reality, he kept a close eye on his younger sister. "It's alright, Uncle. I'm right behind you. Nothing will happen."

Bian Xiao swayed over in a few steps, sweetly calling out "Grandpa," and received a pat on the head before standing up and greeting Aunt Fen, who was pushing the wheelchair.

"Has the young lady grown taller? She looks much taller than last year!" Aunt Fen obediently gave up her seat, and Bian He pushed the wheelchair from behind, while Bian Xiao walked beside her, chattering away.

"Hehe, Aunt Fen has such good eyesight! I've grown seven or eight centimeters taller, I'm 1.7 meters now!" Bian Xiao raised his head slightly, his proud little face amusing Zhong Yongci.

“Yeah, 1.7 meters tall~” Zhong Yongci mimicked Bian Xiao’s speech. His quirky old man antics made all four of them laugh, creating a harmonious atmosphere. They soon walked into the main living room.

The Zhong family's living room features a double-height ceiling, with a large floor-to-ceiling window overlooking a spacious terrace. In the center is a square sofa, with the main seat reserved for several daughters-in-law and sisters-in-law from Hong Kong. Several of the men were not back, some chatting on the terrace while enjoying the sea breeze.

Upon seeing Grandpa Zhong appear, everyone went into the living room.

Bian Xiao and Bian He greeted each of the elders in turn. Their eldest uncle was not there, but his first wife was. Bian Xiao smiled and greeted her as "Hello, Auntie," and was pinched on the hand. Then they continued to greet the dozen or so elders, calling out to them in a flurry. Bian Xiao was dizzy and disoriented.

"I told you not to come, you insisted on coming, and you've all made Xiaoxiao tired." Zhong Yongci frowned and waved his hand in disdain, then put on a smile and called to Bian Xiao, "Xiaoxiao, sit here with your great-uncle, have some water, and have your brother go and call him."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Bian Xiao blinked and sweetly linked arms with Zhong Yongci, saying, "My great-uncle loves me the most~"

"Of course, Dad loved Xiaoxiao when she was little. But our Xiaoxiao has really grown up now and looks more and more like Yinmei." The eldest wife of the first branch was wearing a cheongsam. Although she was a little plump due to her age, she had a gentle and elegant temperament. Her every move was dignified and graceful, yet intimate.