Hong Kong variety show: The mastermind behind the scenes is emerging.

Kai Tak Airport.

As one of the world's busiest and most thrilling airports, every takeoff and landing here is a visual feast. Huge jet airliners roar past overhead, grazing the densely packed "handshake buildings" of Kowloon Walled City, the roar of their engines seemingly capable of shattering the surrounding windows.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the setting sun turned the track into a golden hue.

A Gulfstream private jet with a streamlined fuselage and the Lubbers family crest gracefully glided across the sky and landed smoothly at the end of the runway. Compared to the massive Boeing 747s around it, this private jet appeared remarkably small, yet it exuded an air of distinguished prestige that drew attention.

On the VIP helipad, a convoy of black cars had been waiting for a long time.

Lu Chen stood beside the Rolls-Royce door, holding a bouquet of red roses that almost covered his upper body. Glistening dewdrops clung to the bright red petals, shimmering captivatingly in the setting sun.

Standing behind him, Tian Yangsheng and the others, though still wearing sunglasses and expressionless, were vigilantly observing their surroundings. However, a closer look revealed a hint of undisguised anticipation in their eyes. In particular, the seventh brother, Tian Yangyong, had his neck stretched out, clearly missing his elder sister, Tian Yangen.

The hatch slowly opened, and the gangway descended.

A familiar figure appeared at the cabin door.

Wearing a simple beige knitted cardigan and a pair of simple jeans, her long, black hair was casually tied back. Even stepping off a luxurious private jet, Ruan Mei maintained her unique elegance and gentleness.

This time, however, her face was no longer as pale as paper, but had a healthy rosy glow, and her eyes were as bright as the shimmering water of autumn.

Behind her stood Tian Yang'en, dressed in a smart outfit and carrying a tactical backpack.

"Amei!"

Before Lu Chen could speak, Ruan Mei's gaze had already pierced through the empty tarmac and precisely locked onto him.

In that instant, a smile bloomed on her face like a flower, and her previously somewhat reserved steps quickened instantly, eventually turning into a jog as she rushed down the gangway.

"Slow down! Didn't the doctor say we shouldn't do strenuous exercise?" Lu Chen was startled and quickly went to meet him.

Ruan Mei ran up to Lu Chen and abruptly stopped in her tracks. She looked at Lu Chen, then at the ridiculously large bouquet of roses in his arms, her breathing became slightly rapid, her chest heaving, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

half a month.

In a foreign land, surrounded by cold medical equipment and an unfamiliar language, that nightly transoceanic phone call became her pillar of support (Sophia: "Meow meow meow?!"). Now that she could truly see this person and smell the comforting scent of his cigar and cologne, that longing surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.

"Amei, this is for you."

Lu Chen handed the flowers to her, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Welcome home."

Ruan Mei accepted the heavy bouquet of roses, her cheeks instantly flushing red. She lowered her head, took a deep breath of the fragrance, and couldn't help but smile, but her lips still uttered that familiar tune:

"How much...how much does this cost?"

She muttered softly, her fingers gently stroking the petals as if they were rare treasures, "Such a big rose... Mr. Lu, you must have been ripped off again. If you went to the flower market to buy wholesale, you could at least get it for half the price..."

Although she said she was "heartbroken about the money," she hugged it tighter than anyone else, and her heartfelt joy was obvious even to a blind person.

Lu Chen couldn't resist reaching out and playfully pinching her nose, laughing, "Alright, alright, next time I'll go to the market and buy you a bunch of bok choy to send as flowers. You can look at them and eat them at the same time, okay?"

"That's wonderful!" Ruan Mei burst into laughter through her tears, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. "We can have extra dishes tonight!"

At this moment, Tian Yang'en also came over.

"Boss." She bowed respectfully to Lu Chen, then looked at her six older brothers standing to the side.

"Sister!" Tian Yangyong, that bull-like man, couldn't hold back any longer. He rushed up and gave Tian Yang'en a bear hug, almost choking her. "You've gotten so dark and thin! Was that Italian pasta you awful?"

"Ah Yong, I've gotten stronger." Tian Yang'en pushed him away helplessly, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"Alright, we can catch up when we get home." Lu Chen waved his hand. "Get in the car, Grandma's waiting for you there."

……

On the way back, the Rolls-Royce's soundproof windows shut out the noise from the outside world.

Ruan Mei sat next to Lu Chen, still clutching the bouquet of roses in her arms. She curiously looked at the scenery outside the car window, and occasionally stole a glance at Lu Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Um... Miss Sophia had some urgent family matters to attend to, so she didn't come back with me this time," Ruan Mei explained, as if remembering something. "She said she would definitely come to Hong Kong Island to visit us once she's done with her business."

When she said the word "we," her voice lowered slightly, and her eyes flickered. She was clearly thinking of the absurd agreement about "two women sharing one husband," and her face turned red again.

Lu Chen didn't notice anything amiss and nodded: "Yes, the Lubers family has indeed been in turmoil lately. She just inherited the fortune and needs to deal with it."

……

Kowloon, another village.

This is a quiet, upscale villa area, offering a peaceful escape from the hustle and bustle of the city center and a more comfortable lifestyle.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the villa's courtyard, gilding the meticulously manicured flowers and plants with a golden edge.

A black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into a three-story detached villa with a garden.

Originally, Lu Chen had only rented this villa for convenience when he first became successful, but after living here for the past few months, he liked the environment more and more, especially since next door was the "Uncle Piao" family of five. The strong sense of neighborly warmth in Hong Kong made him, a transmigrator, feel particularly at ease.

So after returning from Italy, Lu Chen bought the villa outright with a single stroke of his pen and hired someone to renovate the garden, making it his first official "home" in this world.

An elderly woman with a full head of silver hair and a sprightly spirit was watering a pot of newly blooming orchids with a watering can, humming a Yue opera tune. She was Li Chunlan, Ruan Mei's grandmother.

Since moving here, with the help of a professional nanny to take care of her daily life, and with Lu Chen specially inviting a famous doctor to treat her, Li Chunlan's health has improved a lot, and even her rheumatism, which she had suffered from for many years, has become less frequent.

"squeak--"

The sound of a car engine shutting off came from outside the courtyard gate.

Li Chunlan, with her sharp ears, immediately put down the watering can, her face lighting up with a smile: "Oh my, it must be Amei coming back!"

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Ruan Mei flew in like a swallow returning to its nest: "Grandma! I'm back!"

"Oh, my darling!" The old lady hugged her granddaughter tightly, looking her up and down, left and right. "Let Grandma see... Hmm, you look better! Your face is fuller! I'm so relieved, so relieved!"

As Li Chunlan spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Grandma, I'm back too." Lu Chen walked in carrying large and small bags of luggage, greeting everyone with a smile.

"Chen's back!" Li Chunlan's eyes lit up with affection when she saw Lu Chen, even more so than when she saw her own grandson. She quickly wiped her hands and went to greet him. "Come in, come in! You've got so many bags and packages. That girl, Mei, is so inconsiderate; how could we let you carry all that luggage!"

"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Lu Chen said with a smile.

Li Chunlan cooked dinner herself. Although Lu Chen had hired a nanny, the old lady insisted on cooking a meal for her "future grandson-in-law" herself tonight.

Braised lion's head meatballs, steamed grouper, blanched bok choy, and Lu Chen's favorite slow-cooked soup.

The lights on the dining table were warm.

There was no rule against talking while eating or sleeping; the three of them sat together, creating a warm atmosphere just like a real family.

"Come on, Chen, have some more of this lion's head meatball. It's my specialty." The old lady kept putting food into Lu Chen's bowl, her enthusiasm was irresistible.

"Okay, Grandma." Lu Chen took the bowl and ate heartily, showing no airs of a big boss.

Li Chunlan looked at Lu Chen, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

Handsome, capable, rich, and most importantly, kind-hearted, he's perfect for Amei. During Amei's time abroad for medical treatment, Lu Chen not only arranged everything perfectly, but also brought this old lady here to enjoy a life of luxury. A man like that is hard to find even with a lantern!

"Ah Chen," Li Chunlan put down her chopsticks and asked casually, "Ah Mei caused you a lot of trouble while she was abroad for treatment. That girl is stubborn and stingy. Sometimes I can't stand her. Please be more tolerant of her."

"Grandma!" Ruan Mei, who was drinking soup, almost choked upon hearing this. Her face flushed as she protested, "How can you talk about your own granddaughter like that!"

"Not at all, Amei is very sensible and helped me a lot." Lu Chen smiled and glanced at Ruan Mei, then gently touched her ankle under the table with his foot.

Ruan Mei's face instantly turned red to her ears, and she buried her head in her rice, not daring to look up.

During the meal, Grandma Ruan's gaze darted back and forth between Lu Chen and Ruan Mei, her smile barely concealed.

"Ah Mei, we owe a lot to Ah Chen this time."

Li Chunlan placed a piece of the best chicken leg into Lu Chen's bowl and said incessantly, "If it weren't for Chen, how would we have the money to go abroad for medical treatment? Look at Chen, this young man, he's handsome, successful, and most importantly, kind-hearted. He's been incredibly good to our family."

Ruan Mei lowered her head and ate her rice, her face as red as a ripe tomato: "Grandma... I know, you've said it eight hundred times."

"If you know something, you should cherish it!"

Li Chunlan deliberately put on a stern face and gently tapped the rim of her bowl with her chopsticks. "Look at Aunt Piao's eldest daughter next door, she's always dating shady boyfriends, making Uncle Piao so angry he's about to have a stroke. Unlike Lu Sheng, who's so upright and reliable. Amei, you're not getting any younger, girls should take the initiative in some things."

This statement is almost an explicit implication.

Ruan Mei was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her head in the soup bowl, but she couldn't help but steal glances at Lu Chen out of the corner of her eye, her heart pounding like a deer.

She was actually looking forward to it too.

After two weeks of long phone conversations, the two had already reached a mutual understanding. Now that she was better, Lu Chen's career was stable, and the shadow of death that had always loomed over her heart had dissipated.

Will he... confess his feelings to me?

Lu Chen listened to the old lady's rambling with a smile, not at all embarrassed. Instead, he nodded in agreement from time to time and even served food to Ruan Mei.

"Grandma is right, Amei should eat more, she's too thin."

Lu Chen looked at Ruan Mei with tender eyes, "I'll keep an eye on her from now on and make sure she's healthy and plump."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mei's heart skipped a beat.

"Good, good, good! With your words, Grandma could smile even if she closed her eyes right now!" Li Chunlan was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.

After dinner, the aroma of tea wafted through the air.

Lu Chen glanced at the clock on the wall; it was exactly seven o'clock.

"Amei." Lu Chen stood up and straightened his clothes. "Are you free tonight?"

"Huh?" Ruan Mei was helping her mother-in-law clear the dishes when she heard this, and she was stunned for a moment. "Yes...yes."

"I heard a new luxury cinema opened in Kowloon with great sound systems." Lu Chen smiled slightly and extended an invitation, "I'd like to invite you to a movie. Would you do me the honor?"

Ruan Mei's heart skipped a beat.

See a movie.

In this day and age, this is synonymous with dating, and especially after such a "statement," the implications of this film are self-evident.

"I..." Ruan Mei was about to speak when she subconsciously glanced at her mother-in-law.

"What are you looking at? I'm not some old fogey!"

The old lady waved her hand very sensibly, took off her apron, and said, "Go on, go on! Young people should go out more. Aunt Piao next door just called me to play mahjong, saying she's one player short. I have to go and fill in. We might play all night, so don't worry about me!"

After saying that, the old lady, as if afraid of delaying things, slipped away faster than a rabbit and disappeared through the door in the blink of an eye, leaving only the words, "Remember to lock the door!"

Only Lu Chen and Ruan Mei remained in the living room.

A sweet and ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

"Shall we go?" Lu Chen extended his hand, making a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

Ruan Mei bit her lip, her blush appearing especially alluring under the light. She gently placed her hand in Lu Chen's palm, feeling the warmth emanating from his broad, calloused hand.

"Um."

The voice was soft, yet firm.

Lu Chen held that soft, boneless little hand tightly, and the two walked out of the villa side by side.

Outside, the night was just right, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Tian Yangsheng, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the door of the Rolls-Royce.

The engine started, carrying the couple who were about to confess their feelings, and drove towards the dazzling lights of Kowloon.