If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

"Don't worry, Grandma, I'll make sure you see it today," Jiang Ziyi said with a smile as she sat down next to Susan.

"Tch, is that so special?" Susan scoffed.

“Hey, hey, I don’t care if you go out. Go find somewhere else to nap,” Jiang Ziyi said.

“I’m with your grandma,” Susan said.

"I don't need you to accompany me, you can go now," the old lady said with a smile. "Yiyi, what's the situation with them now? Should I give the child a red envelope later?"

"No, please don't, Grandma. None of you should be too enthusiastic. You all know how stubborn Tianyi is. He's convinced that Gege is his sister. Don't make things worse," Jiang Ziyi cautioned.

"So, is what you said accurate, Sister Yiyi? What if we're happy for nothing, but my brother doesn't like it?" Bai Xue asked.

"Don't worry, your brother is just a fool who's stuck on things. He'll figure it out soon. Didn't you see the photo they took yesterday? Tsk tsk," Jiang Ziyi said.

……

By this time, Little Fatty had already followed Qiao Tianyi into Su Garden. Little Fatty felt like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, exclaiming as he looked around, "Wow, so luxurious! Rich people really know how to have fun."

Qiao Tianyi was both amused and exasperated: "Princess, this isn't just a game, it's a business. They're making money off it, so how can it not be decorated with some unique features?"

"Oh, right, right, Brother Tianyi, you're right," Little Fatty nodded vigorously, looking around. He really liked the layout of the place. When he and Tianyi got old, they would buy a piece of land in the countryside and build a miniature version of Suzhou Garden.

Little Fatty followed Qiao Tianyi all the way and had two impressions: First, Qiao Tianyi was really low-key, and very few people knew him except for his relatives; second, he had so many relatives.

"Gurgle~", as the two passed by the banquet, a series of fragrant aromas wafted over, and Little Fatty's stomach protested angrily.

"Haha, are you hungry? I told you you couldn't eat that little bit at lunch," Qiao Tianyi said, amused by the cute little thing. She reached out and ruffled the little chubby's head. "Later, let's stop by my grandparents' place for a bit, then come back and eat our fill."

This was a twist of fate, giving Qiao Tianyi a slight advantage – he could freely touch the head of any girl he liked, which was infinitely more sophisticated than people like Tian Boguang pulling a girl's hair.

"Tianyi," a voice called from afar. The two looked up and saw three people leaning on the railing by the artificial lake, looking in their direction.

The three were some distance apart, their faces indistinct, but the person on the left looked exactly like Qiao Tianyi in terms of figure, posture, and even stance.

This must be "Qiao Qiao," Little Fatty couldn't help but think. No wonder Sister Yiyi said, "His dead father is just like him."

"Dad, Uncle Gong," Qiao Tianyi called out to her father.

"Tianyi, come here," a very burly man on the right beckoned to them.

"Hmm... Princess, have something to eat first, I'm going to say a few words," Qiao Tianyi said to the chubby boy.

"Okay, Brother Tianyi, you go ahead with your work, don't worry about me. I'll call Sister Yiyi," the chubby boy said considerately as he disappeared into the banquet hall.

"Ugh..." Little Fatty looked around, tears and saliva flowing like a river. He had encountered the wrong food at the wrong time. He quickly grabbed a small plate, picked up some fruit and vegetable salad from under his nose, closed his eyes, and hurriedly left this place of trouble.