Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

Shen Nanzhou won't be home for dinner tonight; he called to say he's still working overtime.

Zhou Liwan had also said she couldn't eat anymore, but unfortunately, the chef from the Jiang family was exceptionally skilled.

The aroma was so enticing that Zhou Liwan couldn't resist and took a few bites.

Eight-Treasure Duck with Glutinous Rice is made with young duck, chestnuts, diced bamboo shoots, ham, glutinous rice, and other ingredients, then steamed. The finished dish is incredibly fragrant, with tender and flavorful meat.

Crab roe tofu uses top-quality crab roe and meat, and the tofu is pan-fried until golden brown, resulting in a tender, smooth, and flavorful taste.

Zhou Liwan ate with great relish, while Jiang Hongshan smiled as he watched his granddaughter, his eyes unconsciously welling up with tears.

The old man and the young man had a rare reunion dinner together.

Afterwards, Jiang Hongshan was so excited that he didn't feel tired at all. He pulled Zhou Liwan and went to a bedroom on the second floor that faced southeast.

The bedroom was decorated in a warm and inviting style, with pale yellow walls and off-white curtains.

Outside the window are large, shadowy trees that provide shade in summer and shelter from the rain in autumn.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air, seemingly capable of instantly soothing the soul.

“This is the room your mother lived in before she got married. I tidied it up after you woke up in the hospital that day, just waiting for you to come back and live here.” Jiang Hongshan slowly stroked the photo of the girl on the dressing table, her eyes tender yet sorrowful.

Zhou Liwan recognized the person on the sign, her nose tingled with emotion, and she moved closer to the old man: "Grandpa, can you tell me about Mom's disappearance in Gouba Village? She had only been missing for a short time when I was on police patrol. Logically, we should have found her quickly, or at least her body. But why..."

The previously warm atmosphere seemed to be disturbed; Jiang Hongshan's face suddenly darkened, and he interrupted Zhou Liwan: "Alright!"

Zhou Liwan's relaxed gaze suddenly filled with doubt as she looked at her grandfather with confusion: "Grandpa?"

The events of that year were so bizarre; let's not burden Wanwan with these worries. The deceased is gone; let's let bygones be bygones.

Zhou Liwan frowned. What did her grandfather mean by this?

Why use the word "weird"?

She knew there were many suspicious points about what happened back then, but now, it felt like things were suddenly developing in a strange direction.

Zhou Liwan wanted to ask more questions.

Seeing her grandfather's resolute attitude, she could only gently stroke the photo frame he had put down, her heart aching with sorrow.

After a moment of silence in the room, Jiang Hongshan said in a deep voice, "It's getting late, you should go to sleep too, I won't disturb you any longer."

"Grandpa, don't think too much, go to sleep early." After seeing her grandfather off, Zhou Liwan went straight into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

After coming out, I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, but I couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

There must be more to the story about my mother, but she had already disappeared when I returned.

In addition, I was young at the time and could hardly think of anything suspicious.

Zhou Liwan tossed and turned restlessly until she finally fell asleep after midnight.

"Knock down."

"Knock down."

In a hazy dream, a girl shrouded in mist wanders endlessly through the mountains.

People kept calling out, "Miss, Miss, breakfast is ready."

Zhou Liwan sat up abruptly, picked up her phone, and saw that it was only 6:30 in the morning.

At the Zhou family home, no one cared whether he had eaten breakfast or not, so he naturally slept soundly until dawn.

I'm a bit grumpy today because I got up so early.

With her hair a mess, she rinsed her mouth in a daze, puffed out her cheeks, and went downstairs.

In the sweltering heat of July, the cicadas were already chirping incessantly from early morning.

The sun was incredibly strong for a while during my commute.

The restaurant window was right next to a large tree, and the sunlight, filtered through the layers of leaves, was cut into golden spots that shone on the man who was dining there.

A gentle breeze blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed slightly. At that moment, he seemed as elegant and radiant as Apollo, the sun god, as he dined.

Shen Nanzhou was wearing casual home clothes today, a dark brown top and white casual trousers.

The round-neck top made him lose that professional elite feel, and his long neck and sexy Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

Above that was that handsome and refined face.

"Uncle! What are you doing here?" Zhou Liwan hurriedly sucked back her saliva and asked subconsciously.

Shen Nanzhou raised his head, his dark, clear eyes sweeping over the girl before he said calmly, "This is my home too."

"Oh right!" Zhou Liwan scratched her head awkwardly, then sat down at the dining table.

The entire Jiang family has typical Chinese palates, so the table was covered with Chinese breakfast dishes.

Shrimp dumplings, boat congee, custard buns, soy milk, scallion pancakes.

The enticing aroma whetted Zhou Liwan's appetite.

She picked up a shrimp dumpling, about to put it in her mouth, when her eyes involuntarily glanced to the side.

My uncle wore glasses today. He's already quite refined and cultured, but with glasses on, he exudes an even more sophisticated yet roguish charm.

Thinking of how she had upset him that day, Zhou Liwan immediately turned the chopsticks around and placed them in Shen Nanzhou's dish with a smile.

"Uncle, you work hard every day, eat more shrimp to replenish your protein."

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Nanzhou's eyes. After a moment, as if realizing that the other party was apologizing, his expression softened, no longer as cold as before, and remained indifferent: "Thank you."

Seeing that the other party did not refuse, Zhou Liwan began to take advantage of the situation and served them attentively.

"You're so good to your uncle? I didn't see you offering me any food at dinner last night. I only ate the duck butt from that huge bowl of duck!" Jiang Hongshan came back early in the morning after practicing Tai Chi, still wearing his white Tai Chi uniform.

Zhou Liwan coughed, revealing a sorrowful expression: "Grandpa! I absolutely refuse to acknowledge anything I didn't eat, don't even think about making me remember everything!"

Jiang Hongshan was amused by her appearance and laughed heartily several times.

Zhou Liwan pretended to put another shrimp dumpling in his bowl and said in a fawning tone, "Grandpa, come and have some shrimp dumplings~"

Jiang Hongshan lightly tapped Zhou Liwan's forehead, then smiled and picked up his chopsticks to eat a shrimp dumpling.

Zhou Liwan casually sipped her porridge and looked at Jiang Hongshan: "What are your plans for Grandpa's birthday banquet in three days? Will Uncle still be in charge of organizing it this year?"

Jiang Hongshan raised an eyebrow, full of energy: "What? You want to replace your uncle this year?"

Zhou Liwan looked up in alarm, her heart pounding: "Grandpa, please don't scare me anymore. You're joking! You're making me handle something this big!"

"If you want to exercise, that's fine too," a clear voice said softly.

Shen Nanzhou picked up a wet wipe and wiped his hands. His deep blue eyes were fixed on Zhou Liwan, like a pool of clear water, cool yet gentle.

Zhou Liwan surrendered with a bitter face: "I was really just asking out of curiosity."

"You want to ask if your maternal grandfather would agree to your father attending the banquet," Shen Nanzhou said calmly, as if stating a fact rather than asking a question.

Jiang Hongshan composed himself: "If Guai Guai doesn't want them to come, then she shouldn't. It's just bad luck for me to see them."

“My father has run into some problems with his medical equipment license recently, and I imagine he’s at his wit’s end.” Jiang Hongshan thought Zhou Liwan was just feeling sorry for him, and was about to speak when she continued, “It’s a bit less fun if they don’t come to this banquet. Wouldn’t it be more fun to let them come with hope and leave disappointed?”

Thinking of this, Zhou Liwan smiled, and the deep darkness in her eyes unconsciously flowed out.

Shen Nanzhou's gaze swept lightly over Zhou Liwan without lingering for a moment.