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"Mr. Yu, Young Master Yang, Miss Yang." Jiang Qian stood outside the villa to greet Yu Heng and his entourage.

He was followed by three women and a middle-aged man.

There are three aunties: one in charge of storage, one in charge of cleaning, and one in the kitchen.

This middle-aged man is a landscape maintenance worker, hired by Jiang Qian specifically to manage the greenery in the inner courtyard.

"Okay." Yu Heng nodded to them and took Yang Qingying's suitcase first, walking inside.

"Hello." Yang Qingxu pulled his own suitcase and followed behind Yu Heng.

"Hello."

"Hello everyone."

Yang Qingying and Yang Qingyan held hands, and Jiang Qian and the others greeted them as they passed by.

Jiang Qian smiled and bowed in return when the three siblings greeted him.

After Gao Zhiyuan pulled his suitcase inside, Jiang Qian and the others followed him in.

Stepping into this traditional Chinese mansion is like traveling through a time tunnel and returning to an ancient and elegant era.

The pavilions and towers are arranged in a well-organized manner. Passing through the entrance courtyard enclosed by the cloud wall, the begonia gate is simple and elegant. Facing you is an exquisite screen wall, which symbolizes good fortune and peace.

Upon entering the main gate, the first thing that catches the eye is the spacious and bright foyer.

The interior is decorated in off-white, light gold, and gray tones, accented with "Chinese red," creating a rich oriental ambiance. The unique coffered ceiling resembles an ancient palace, exuding solemnity and elegance.

Walking along the covered walkway, you arrive at the backyard.

The backyard is exquisitely laid out, adorned with greenery, including red maple, ginkgo, pomegranate, and bamboo, each with its own symbolic meaning.

Beside the small landscape of Taihu stones piled up from the rocks, water lilies sway gracefully. When the lotus flowers bloom in May and June, the scenery is even more breathtaking.

The swimming pool is set in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by flower-lined streets and koi ponds. Strolling through it feels like being in a water town in southern China.

The pool is lined with lush bamboo, and a gentle breeze causes the bamboo shadows to sway, creating a tranquil and serene atmosphere.

The first floor features multiple living rooms and dining rooms, with a well-planned layout and complete functions.

The main feature wall in the living room is decorated with the essence of the original painting made of Xuan paper, unfolding like a scroll.

The TV wall is placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the courtyard, which not only optimizes the use of space but also allows residents to enjoy the beautiful courtyard view.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" Yang Qingyan looked left and right. This house was even more beautiful than the villa her uncle bought for them in Qixiang City.

As soon as Yu Heng and his group entered, they put down their luggage and took a walk around the house.

“This is my first time here too, but it’s very nice.” Yu Heng was also very satisfied with the Chinese-style villa. “Go and take a look at your own rooms. If you’re not satisfied, just tell Butler Jiang.”

Jiang Qian, who was following behind them, immediately responded: "Young Master Yang and Miss Yang, your bedrooms are on the second floor. I'll take you to see them."

Aunt Li, who was in charge of packing, had already taken the luggage upstairs.

The Yang siblings, who were being addressed as "Young Master" and "Young Miss," were still quite uncomfortable, and they all turned to look at Yu Heng.

"Go ahead." Yu Heng patted Yang Qingxu on the shoulder, who was standing next to him.

After everyone went upstairs, Yu Heng slowly walked to the French windows and stopped, quietly looking at the scenery in the courtyard.

Gao Zhiyuan stood behind him without saying a word. He sensed that President Yu didn't seem to be in a good mood: "Weren't you having a great time when you were touring with Young Master Yang and the others? Are you dissatisfied with this place? Or are you missing Young Master Chu? Are all young couples this clingy? Aren't they enough of talking on the phone every day?"

Unaware of Gao Zhiyuan's wild thoughts behind him, Yu Heng was only thinking about taking the children to pay respects to his maternal grandparents and mother the next day, and his mood was a little depressed.

……

"Wow! Lao Yu, how many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?" Dong Senyao brought Yu Manman over for dinner, and looking at the luxurious Chinese-style villa, Dong Senyao couldn't help but sigh.

"Aunt Yu, why did you bring things over?" Yu Heng ignored Dong Senyao and took the bag from Yu Manman's hand.

"Hehe, these are brown sugar cakes that I made myself, especially for the children to try." Yu Manman smiled when she saw Yu Heng, but when she talked about the contents of the bag, her tone inevitably became a little complicated.

Yu Heng paused for a moment, then took it: "I'll let them try it later."

Yu Manman learned how to make brown sugar cakes from her maternal grandmother, Yu Heng.

Yu Heng didn't particularly like eating brown sugar cakes when he was little, but every time his grandmother made them, he knew it was a special day.

Dong Senyao ignored Yu Heng's greeting and wandered around the house on his own.

"Where are the children?" Yu Manman sat down on the sofa in the living room and took the tea that Aunt Tian had brewed, but she didn't see many children.

"I rushed them to their lunch break, but they should be down soon." Yu Heng pulled over the nut tray and peeled macadamia nuts for Yu Manman, who liked them.

"Oh my, you're going to live here from now on?" Dong Senyao came back from his visit, plopped down on the sofa, and popped the nuts Yu Heng had peeled into his mouth.

Not only does his mother love to eat this, but he also loves to eat it.

Yu Manman feigned anger and slapped Dong Senyao's arm.

Yu Heng stopped what he was doing: "Don't eat later."

"How can you be so stingy? What about my nephew and his family?" Dong Senyao looked around and saw the three siblings coming downstairs.

"Qingxu, Yingying, Yanyan, come here quickly!" Dong Senyao waved to the three of them.

"Uncle Dong!" Yang Qingyan exclaimed and ran down the stairs.

"Hey, slow down." Dong Senyao quickly got up, put his arms around Yang Qingyan and called out.

"Uncle Dong! I miss you so much!" Yang Qingyan ran to Dong Senyao's side and grabbed his arm.

"Uncle Dong must miss our Yan Yan too!" Dong Senyao was charmed by the little girl's cuteness and shook Yang Qingyan's head hard.

"Hehe." Yang Qingyan was dizzy from being shaken by Dong Senyao, but she was still very happy. This was a little game she played with her Uncle Dong.

"Uncle Dong." Yang Qingxu was much more composed than his younger sister.

"Qingxu, have you grown taller again?" Dong Senyao looked at Yang Qingxu with a bit of envy. These two uncles and nephews really do grow taller!

"It's probably a centimeter or two taller, right?" Yang Qingxu smiled, looking at Uncle Dong's sour expression.

"Uncle Dong." Yang Qingying followed behind Yang Qingxu and called out softly to Dong Senyao.

"Oh my, our Yingying has become even more beautiful." Dong Senyao gently rubbed Yang Qingying's head.

Yang Qingying gave Dong Senyao a shy smile.

"Come and see, this is your Uncle Dong's mother, you can also call her Grandma." Yu Heng called the children over after they had finished exchanging pleasantries.

"grandmother."

"grandmother."

"grandmother."

The three of them stood in a straight line and called out to the middle-aged woman whose eyes were red.

"Hey!" Yu Manman pulled Yang Qingying, who was closest to her, and took her hand, scanning the faces of the three siblings.

Looking at their faces, which resembled Yu Heng's, I felt a pang of sadness, for Yu Heng, and for Li Zhiyi.

After Li Zhiyi went with the two elders, she actually felt a little uneasy.

Due to family reasons, Yu Heng has always had a rather indifferent personality and doesn't have many close friends. His focus is more on his family.

The sudden loss of his entire family was a devastating blow to him.

Knowing that Yu Heng had an older sister, Yu Manman fully supported Yu Heng in going to find her.

Who would have thought that fate would play such a cruel trick?

"Good, good, good, you're all good kids! You're all good kids!" Yu Manman patted Yang Qingying's hand, her voice full of relief.