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The old man's last words contained a lot of information.

Yunmiao's brain was a bit slow to process the information.

grandfather?

Birthday?

So this old man is Sheng Yinian's grandfather?

The thought of calling "Grandpa" a few times just now made her ears burn.

Also, the day before yesterday... was Sheng Yinian's birthday?

She looked up at Sheng Yinian.

I'd like to ask how his birthday went.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn't know how to say them.

Sheng Yinian noticed her hesitation, patted her head, and looked at the phone in her hand.

"Getting ready to return the phone?"

"right."

Sheng Yinian didn't say anything more, took her hand, and walked upstairs.

After returning the phone to Grandpa Wen, the two said goodbye to the Wen family and left.

After getting into the car, Yunmiao's mind was still replaying what Grandpa Sheng had said.

The phone suddenly rang; it was Xia Xixi, whom I hadn't seen all day.

When she answered the phone, Xia Xixi's urgent voice came through.

"Miao, come find me quickly, quickly!"

"What's wrong, Xixi? What happened?"

"I'm about to catch them in the act." Xia Xixi's voice was very low, but she couldn't suppress her anger no matter what she did.

"What's going on?" Yunmiao asked in surprise.

"I saw my uncle-in-law at the entrance of a private horse farm in the east of the city. He was with a woman, and the two of them went inside chatting and laughing."

"My aunt is still organizing their 30th wedding anniversary dinner at home. Invitations have already been sent out, and the hotel has been booked!"

"He's doing fine, here cuddling with some little vixen."

Yunmiao tightened her grip on the phone.

Xia Xixi's aunt and uncle started their business from scratch, with her aunt providing the initial capital.

Later, as the company grew, my uncle gradually took over, and my aunt stepped back from the limelight. Unexpectedly…

"Where are you now?"

"I can't get into the horse farm; I'm trying to figure something out."

"Don't worry, send me your location and I'll come find you."

As the Maybach traveled eastward, the scenery outside the window changed from the plane trees of the city to the tree-lined roads of the suburbs.

As they approached the horse farm, Sheng Yinian glanced over.

"What are your plans?"

Yunmiao thought for a moment.

"Advanced horse farm."

"And then what happens after you go inside?"

"I haven't decided yet."

Sheng Yinian looked at her calmly.

"Getting into the racecourse isn't difficult, but you need to think carefully about what kind of result you want today."

Yunmiao was a little confused and didn't know how to answer.

Sheng Yinian didn't press further, and spoke calmly.

"If you just want to go in and check, or if you want to make a big scene today to vent your anger, then go in."

"If we want him to be punished, or even ruined, we'll have to wait."

"Waiting for what?" Yun Miao asked, tilting her head.

"A chance to hit the bullseye."

"When the timing, the occasion, witnesses, and physical evidence are all present, it's time to draw the sword."

Yunmiao looked at him for a few seconds.

Suddenly, I felt that the tangled mess in my heart was being slowly smoothed out by an invisible hand.

"I think I... understand."

The navigation system indicated that the destination had been reached, and the car stopped.

Sheng Yinian did not get off the bus.

"Go ahead, but if you decide to go in, come find me."

"it is good."

Yunmiao got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the horse farm.

Xia Xixi popped out from behind a ginkgo tree and rushed to Yun Miao.

"That's shameless! Absolutely shameless!"

"Xixi, does your aunt know?"

"I haven't told her yet, but I don't intend to hide it from her. I'll tell her when I get back."

After Xia Xixi finished speaking, she looked at the Maybach not far away.

"Is that Sheng Yinian's car?"

"Yes, he's in the car. If we want to go in, he'll take us in."

Yunmiao held Xia Xixi's hand.

"But Xixi, would you be willing to listen to me for a few minutes?"

"you say."

"If we rush in to find them now, even if we do, at most we'll just have an argument, a commotion, or take a few photos."

"He can shut us down with just one sentence: 'Let's talk business.'"

"If we take photos, he might turn around and accuse us of violating his privacy."

"If things escalate, he might at most apologize, but it won't cause him any real damage. It will only make him more vigilant."

"I don't think this is the outcome you wanted today."

"Yes, you're absolutely right." Xia Xixi was silent for a moment. "Then what do we do? Are we just going to let it go like this?"

"It's not that we should give up. Since we can't deliver a fatal blow, we should hold back and wait for a good opportunity."

In the back seat of the Maybach, Sheng Yinian's gaze passed through the car window and landed on Yun Miao.

She stood under the ginkgo tree at the entrance of the horse farm, tilting her head slightly as she spoke to the other person.

Take your time, don't rush, and don't be impatient.

Sheng Yinian watched silently for a while, a faint smile curving his lips.

-

When we got back to Beijing, it was already 11:30 p.m.

Sheng Yinian went to his study; there was an overseas project that required his decision.

Yunmiao was sharing the local specialties she had brought back with everyone.

"Uncle Zhang, this is osmanthus cake from Ningcheng. I remember you like it slightly salty, so these two boxes are for you."

"Thank you, Miss Yun, you're so kind."

Butler Zhang accepted the osmanthus cake, beaming from ear to ear.

Yunmiao took out two more boxes and pushed them in front of Chef Lao Pang.

"Uncle Pang, this is some dried tangerine peel cake for you. I tried a piece, and it's sweet and sour. I'm sure you'll like it."

Old Pang nervously tugged at his clothes.

"Miss Yun is still thinking of us even after she's gone. How can we accept this?"

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I've never been polite to you when you make soup for me."

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with Miss Yun. I've saved some white fungus soup for you, it's keeping it warm on the stove, I'll bring it up to you in a bit."

After saying that, he opened the box, pinched a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and his eyes lit up.

"Mmm! That's right, this is exactly the taste I like!"

Yunmiao proudly raised her chin.

"Isn't it delicious? I waited in line for half an hour."

Old Pang pinched off another piece and handed it to Butler Zhang.

"Old Zhang, you have to try this, it's absolutely delicious."

Just as Butler Zhang was about to take it, Old Pang immediately stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why are you so greedy!"

"Go away, go away." Butler Zhang rolled his eyes at him. "You're a rough old man, and you like this sweet and sour stuff. You even have the nerve to be so smug about it."

Yunmiao distributed the remaining local specialties to everyone, drank half a bowl of white fungus soup, and then went upstairs.

When they arrived at the master bedroom, they found that Sheng Yinian had not yet returned.

She tidied herself up quickly and went to the bathroom.

It was half an hour later when I came out of the bathroom.

The bedroom lights were off.

Moonlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire room.

Sheng Yinian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a dark bathrobe, his hair slightly damp.

Yunmiao glanced at the clock on the wall.

11:59.

The second hand will soon coincide with the minute and hour hands.

She stood there, watching the second hand tick away.

The moment she reached the top, she lifted her foot and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

She came up behind Sheng Yinian and poked his back with her finger.

Sheng Yinian turned around and looked down at her.

Yunmiao tilted her head back, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

Happy 29th birthday, Sheng Yunian!