Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Hello, Grandma, I'm Huanhuan's boyfriend, my name is Yang Xian."

Yang Xian quickly adjusted his expression and gave a polite smile.

"Oh! Good, good!" Grandma's wrinkles instantly smoothed out, and she smiled from ear to ear. "Yang Xian, Huanhuan, come on in and sit down! Don't stand outside."

"I thought you'd deny it right then and there! I didn't expect you to be so decisive." Xu Huanhuan secretly nudged Yang Xian with her elbow. "What, have you really changed your mind and fallen for someone else?"

"You're overthinking it," Yang Xian replied expressionlessly.

"Since you're already here, we can't embarrass you in front of the elders, can we?"

"Since I agreed to go on a date with you, I will definitely do my 'job' well."

"Oh?" Xu Huanhuan drawled, "Looks like you're a really great 'boyfriend'! No wonder so many girls like you!"

Yang Xian ignored her teasing.

The two carried the nutritional supplements and fruit they had bought in town beforehand and followed the old man into the house.

The furnishings inside were simple, even somewhat rudimentary, but the room was kept very clean and tidy.

"You kids, you're here now, why did you buy so much stuff?"

Grandma looked at the large and small bags Yang Xian had placed on the table and said, "Don't do this next time you come. Tell Grandma in advance so I can prepare some good food for you."

"It's alright, Grandma." Xu Huanhuan looked around the room. "By the way, where's Grandpa? I can't see him."

"He's the same as always. He goes out for a stroll after breakfast and won't come back until mealtime." Grandma picked up the old kettle on the table and poured water for the two of them with trembling hands.

The old man handed the water cup to Yang Xian and sat down kindly.

"Yang Xian, you didn't call me Grandma by the wrong name, did you?"

"You didn't call me wrong, Grandma," Yang Xian quickly replied.

"How did you and Huanhuan meet? Where do you work now?"

"Work..." Yang Xian hesitated for a moment.

This is a bit of a problem.

You can't exactly call yourself a martial artist, can you?

Leaving aside whether the elderly can understand, the phrase "the extinction of martial arts lineage" alone is enough to explain for a long time.

After a moment's thought, he decided to choose the simplest and least likely to make a mistake answer.

"I'm still in school, and Huanhuan and I are classmates at the same school."

"That's right!" Xu Huanhuan immediately leaned over, naturally resting her head on Yang Xian's shoulder. "And we're super close at school!"

After saying that, she wasn't satisfied and took Yang Xian's hand, which was resting on her lap.

Her soft little hand slipped between his fingers, and finally their fingers intertwined.

Yang Xian's body stiffened slightly.

The girl's hands were soft and slightly cool; the delicate touch was clearly transmitted through the skin.

He could feel his heartbeat, which seemed to have missed a beat.

"You agree, right?"

Xu Huanhuan tilted her head up and gave him a sweet smile.

Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, Yang Xian finally nodded helplessly.

"Yes."

"Oh, hello classmate! Hello classmate!" Grandma smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits when she saw the two of them being so affectionate.

"At least with two people abroad, they can look after each other, which puts our minds at ease."

Clearly, the old man still thought that the two of them were living "abroad" as Xu Huanhuan's mother had mentioned.

Next, Grandma pulled Yang Xian aside and asked him some basic questions about his family, such as what his parents did and how many siblings he had.

Yang Xian half-jokingly responded, while Xu Huanhuan cleverly covered for him, managing to dodge the question.

After chatting for a while, Grandma stood up:

"It's getting late. You two sit and watch TV for a while. I'll go make dinner now."

"Yang Xian, there's not much good food in the countryside, you don't mind, do you?"

"No, Grandma, I love everything you make," Yang Xian quickly replied.

"Oh, good child." Grandma smiled and turned to walk into the small kitchen next door.

Yang Xian breathed a sigh of relief once only the two of them remained in the living room.

"How was it? My grandma is a really nice person, isn't she?"

Xu Huanhuan remained in the same position, her head resting against him, her hands tightly clasped. "I knew she'd like you!"

"Yes, my grandma was like that too." Yang Xian looked at the busy figures in the kitchen and thought of his own family.

"That's quite a coincidence!" Xu Huanhuan immediately followed up, "It just means we're a good match!"

What do you mean by inappropriate or unsuitable...?

Yang Xian thought to himself, "The elderly are all quite easy to talk to, especially the grandparents."

The next moment, he moved his wrist: "Let go. How long are you going to hold on?"

"You didn't explicitly reject me, so why should I let go?" Xu Huanhuan gripped even tighter, asking confidently.

"Then I formally request that you release my hand," Yang Xian said in a serious tone.

"Just kidding!" Xu Huanhuan didn't loosen her grip; instead, she tightened it even more.

Even if you refuse, I won't let go!

"I want to keep holding your hand like this, forever and ever."

Hearing the girl's coquettish words, Yang Xian was slightly stunned, and listened quietly to her story.

Xu Huanhuan leaned her whole body against Yang Xian, almost hugging his arm, and pressed her cheek against his shoulder.

"Do you know Yang Xian?"

"Approaching you was originally just a task I had to complete. At that time, I thought you were a pretty boring person, always with a long face, and you weren't fun at all."

"But gradually, I discovered that you seem to be a bit special."

"You are quite strong, and you can easily see through my illusions. No matter what method I use, I can't fool you."

"You treat the girls around you very seriously, and you even helped me find the person I was behind the mask."

Xu Huanhuan used to be so lonely. She had no one around her to confide in, so she always liked to find amusement in other people.

She felt happy when she saw others get angry or make fools of themselves.

But now I understand, all that fun was fake.

The greatest joy in the world is simply being by Yang Xian's side, watching him get so angry he jumps up and down, yet being helpless against him.

Yang Xian listened in silence, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

He turned his head and looked at the white-haired girl leaning on his shoulder.

Thinking about it carefully, Xu Huanhuan has indeed changed a lot.

Although she still likes to cause trouble, her behavior has become more genuine and more...clingy.

Those so-called pranks are no longer malicious acts intended to harm others; they are more like... trying to get attention.

Yang Xian.

Xu Huanhuan suddenly looked up, her bright, large eyes fixed on him. "Would you... stay with me forever?"

Yang Xian's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to say something.

"Sh-!"

A soft little hand suddenly covered his mouth.

"Today you're my 'boyfriend,' so I won't allow you to refuse!"

"Since you're not going to say anything..."

The girl's lips curled up high, revealing her two distinctive little tiger teeth, and her smile was radiant.

"I'll take that as a yes!"