A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

After seeing his master and senior brother off, Su Fan received a call from Ye Yun on his way back.

Once the call connected, Ye Yun said, "How about we set the dinner time for the evening? Oh, and please invite your master and senior brother as well. My family would like to thank the Daoist priest in person."

"Unfortunately, my master and senior brother left this morning. I just came back from seeing them off at the airport."

"Why are you leaving so soon? We haven't even properly thanked the Taoist priest yet, and you didn't even see him off. That's extremely rude of you."

"It's nothing, just thank me. I'll accept it on behalf of my master."

A soft, exasperated laugh came from Ye Yun on the other end of the phone: "You... fine, then tonight it is. I'll send you the place. Grandpa and my second uncle will be there. It'll just be a simple home-cooked meal, but you absolutely have to come."

"Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

……

That evening, Su Fan arrived as promised.

Pushing open the door, Ye Beichen, Ye Sicheng, and Ye Yun were already waiting inside.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting," Su Fan greeted with a smile.

Ye Beichen raised his head and looked at Su Fan's face.

The old man looked at her very slowly and carefully, from her brow bone to the bridge of her nose, and then to the corner of her eye...

As I watched, my eyes started to redden.

Ye Yun, who was standing nearby, noticed this and said, "Everyone's here, let's take our seats."

Ye Beichen finally came to his senses, coughed lightly, and said as if to cover up his embarrassment, "Please sit down, please sit down, let's eat first."

After Su Fan sat down, Ye Beichen said again, "How could your master and senior brother leave so suddenly? We didn't even see them off; it was really impolite of us."

"That's just my master's temper. But before he left, he went to see Sister Yao and said that as long as she rests, she'll be fine."

"We owe a great debt to the Taoist priest this time. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened to Yao'er." The old man said with some emotion.

Ye Yun said, "Grandpa, my little sister is alright now, let's eat first!"

"Yes, yes, let's eat first, let's eat first."

As the food was served, the group began to chat.

The old man asked very detailed questions, such as whether Su Fan ate regularly, whether the company was busy, and whether he was used to living in Kyoto.

They asked about trivial matters, but their careful concern was impossible to hide.

Su Fan didn't find it annoying and answered them one by one, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

At this moment, Ye Sicheng suddenly put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, and said solemnly, "Xiao Fan, this glass of wine must be for you. I was wrong about what happened before. Tengfei targeted you back then, and thinking about it now, I feel really ashamed. This glass is my apology to you."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and downed the wine in one gulp.

Su Fan waved his hand, his tone relaxed: "It's okay, I'm not one to hold grudges. Besides, you didn't do anything to me anyway."

As soon as he said that, the air on the table seemed to freeze for a moment.

That statement is somewhat ironic.

Back then, Su Fan didn't reveal his sect's background. He was all alone, and even with the pressure from such a large corporation as Tengfei, they couldn't do anything to him.

What does this tell us?

Either Su Fan is too strong, or Teng Fei is too weak.

This means, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound good.

Ye Sicheng held the empty wine glass, his expression frozen on his face. He gave an awkward, dry laugh and tried to make amends, saying, "Haha... well, we guess we became friends after a fight."

"What do you mean by 'no fight, no friendship'?" Ye Beichen, without even raising his eyelids, slowly dismantled the argument. "You just can't do anything about it. Your incompetence is your incompetence. Don't try to make it sound so high-sounding."

"Pfft..." Ye Yun almost spat out a mouthful of soup and quickly lowered his head to suppress his laughter.

Ye Sicheng wasn't angry when his father exposed him in public. He just awkwardly touched his nose and said self-deprecatingly, "Dad, can't you give your son some face? Fine, fine, it's my incompetence. I'm incompetent, okay? Come on, Xiao Fan, I'll punish myself with a drink."

The atmosphere at the table actually became much more lively because of this little incident.

Ye Sicheng put down his wine glass and said sincerely, "But speaking of which, Xiao Fan, I really admire you. This time, you were all alone, facing the encirclement of so many companies. Not only did you not fall, but you became more and more courageous. The song became a hit, the company rose, and the platform was also established. I have lived most of my life and I have never seen many people with this ability and this mentality."

Su Fan humbly replied, "I'm just lucky; I have many benefactors."

Ye Beichen said, "No matter how many benefactors you have, you still have to stand on your own two feet. No matter how many benefactors come to help you, you can't get to where you are today because of yourself."

After a pause, the old man changed the subject slightly, his tone becoming very soft and gentle: "Child, those past twenty-odd years... you've suffered so much."

With that one sentence, the table fell silent.

Su Fan laughed and said, "I'm doing fine. I'm going to school and growing taller. Look at my physique, I'm not lacking in nutrition. It's you who's been worrying about Sister Yao these past two months. You need to take better care of yourself."

Su Fan avoided the main point and gently pushed the conversation back to the main topic.

Ye Beichen looked at him, his cloudy eyes filled with a mixture of relief and heartache. In the end, all his unspoken words turned into a long sigh and a smile: "Okay, okay... let's not talk about it anymore, let's eat, the food is getting cold."

This meal lasted for more than two hours.

There was no family reunion, no return to one's roots, no heavy words, just an ordinary family dinner where people chatted about work and shared funny stories.

But some things have already quietly taken root in every meal, every word, and every laugh.

After the banquet, the group walked out of the restaurant together.

The night breeze was slightly cool. Ye Yun went to get the car, and Ye Sicheng, being very perceptive, excused himself to make a phone call and slipped away to the side.

Only an old man and a young boy remained at the entrance.

"Thank you for coming today," Ye Beichen said.

"It's just a meal, your politeness makes it seem too formal."

Ye Beichen turned his head and looked at him intently for a long time before slowly speaking: "Child, the door to our home is always open. You can come back whenever you want. There's no rush. We can wait."

"Okay, I've got it."

Ye Sicheng called the driver, and Ye Yun also drove over.

Su Fan helped the old man into the car, waved, watched the car merge into the traffic, and then turned and got into Ye Yun's car.

In the car, Ye Yun asked, "How is it?"

"What else can I do? I didn't drink any alcohol, I'm not drunk."

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

"Well, the old man is quite open-minded. If it were an ordinary family, this dinner tonight would have already started with moral blackmail, with things like blood is thicker than water, returning to one's roots, and you must come back to acknowledge your ancestors... In that case, I would definitely have to find an excuse to escape tonight."

"Grandpa was really afraid of scaring you. Mom and Dad were supposed to come today, but Grandpa stopped them. Before they came, he specifically told Second Uncle not to mention the family reunion and just to eat."

"I figured it out, that's why I was able to sit still."

Ye Yun gripped the steering wheel, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "And you? What... are you thinking?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. This can't be rushed. We've been through more than 20 years, so what's a little more time? Relationships are something you have to nurture. As you get to know each other, things will fall into place naturally. If you force it, it will just look fake."

"Yes, I agree with that."

……

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the hotel.

The car came to a smooth stop at the door. Su Fan unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and then bent down to wave into the car: "Alright, Sister Yun, drive carefully on the way back."

"Okay, you should get some rest too." Ye Yun paused, then added, "Xiao Fan, thank you for today."

"We're family, no need for thanks." Su Fan paused for a moment after saying that, then chuckled and waved his hand. "Look at my mouth, it's faster than my brain. Alright, let's go, let's go."

Ye Yun paused for a moment, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears, but she smiled and waved to him before driving away.