Transmigrated into a wealthy family's stepmother, I raised the villain into a sweet child.

Around 9:40, Yang Hongyan and the others returned.

When Jinxi opened the door, she saw that the two people were carrying a lot of things.

Zhou Yanqian popped his head out from behind Jin Xi and was stunned.

Did my grandparents bring the whole market home? It seems like there's even more variety than yesterday.

Jinxi hurriedly took the things from their hands: "Why didn't you call me? I could have gone downstairs to help carry them."

"It's no big deal," Yang Hongyan asked. "Go put that box of watermelon in the refrigerator first; it's very sweet."

Zhou Yanqian also wanted to help carry things, but was gently shooed away.

The three of them carried a large pile of food to the dining table. Jinxi sighed and said, "Mom, there are only five of us. It would be a waste if we couldn't finish it."

"It's not just lunch; there's still dinner. Eat tonight before you leave," Yang Hongyan said. "When will Xiao Zhou arrive?"

Before Jin Xi could speak, Zhou Yanqian loudly replied, "Little Zhou will be here at ten o'clock."

Yang Hongyan laughed and patted his head: "Your dad will beat you up if he hears this."

Zhou Yanqian thought to himself, "He wouldn't dare!"

Jinxi said, "It should be soon. I'll send a message to ask."

Yang Hongyan agreed, and Jin Xi sent a message to Zhou Linxu on her phone, which he replied to very quickly.

[Preface: The navigation shows we'll arrive in about ten minutes.]

Jinxi knew what to expect; ten minutes or so wouldn't be fast or slow.

She said, "It's still early."

Yang Hongyan said, "Then come over and help me. Start simmering the soup first. I also bought a rabbit; I'll make you a double-pepper rabbit later."

Jinxi's eyes lit up: "Great, great, great! I haven't eaten rabbit in ages!"

Zhou Yanqian couldn't help but furrow his brow. "Eat rabbit?"

He hasn't tried it yet. Bunnies are so cute, they must be delicious, right?

Zhou Yanqian also walked into the kitchen in slippers. He tugged at Jin Dahai, who was sorting ingredients.

Jin Dahai lowered his head and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Zhou Yanqian said, "Grandpa, I can peel the garlic."

Jin Dahai exclaimed in surprise, "Baby, you're so amazing!"

Zhou Yanqian nodded: "I will strip it very clean."

Jin Dahai originally wanted him to watch cartoons, but after thinking about it, he realized he couldn't stop the child's enthusiasm.

He said, "Wait a moment, Grandpa will get it for you."

Zhou Yanqian waited happily. Jin Dahai gave him some garlic and a small bowl: "Go pick some at the coffee table and ask your mom to put on some cartoons for you."

"Okay." Zhou Yanqian held it firmly. "I'll get it done quickly."

"Okay, good boy, Grandpa and Grandma also bought durian. You can have it yourself, okay? It's already opened." Jin Dahai said, "Grandpa will fry some pork rib-style fried dough sticks for you later, they'll be delicious."

Zhou Yanqian nodded: "Okay!"

Once it's fried, he'll take a picture and send it to Gu Mingzheng. Don't say he's not doing a good job as the senior brother!

Zhou Yanqian took on the task and happily carried the basin and garlic to the coffee table.

Yang Hongyan glanced at him: "How come you're so capable, my darling?"

Jin Xi said, "He's willing to rummage around at home too; he's quite capable with his hands."

Zhou Yanqian pursed his lips into a tight line. When he passed Xiaoxi and his grandmother, he didn't say a word, but just straightened his back even more.

Jinxi had already seen through him, chuckled lightly, and didn't expose his smugness.

Jinxi went over and turned on the TV for him, randomly putting on a cartoon he liked, and said, "Go and bring over the low stool to sit on and eat."

A small stool is a must-have at home, and Zhou Yanqian obediently went to fetch another small stool. This height is simply tailor-made for him!

Yang Hongyan looked at the mother and son and said, "Baby, come here."

Jinxi nodded and followed her into the master bedroom.

Yang Hongyan closed the door, and Jinxi asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Mom?"

Yang Hongyan took out some money from her bag: "Your dad and I withdrew 10,000 yuan. Do you think this amount is appropriate?"

Jinxi said, "Okay, I'll transfer the money to you."

Yang Hongyan asked, "Why are you transferring money to me? You can keep it for yourself."

Jinxi learned from Yang Hongyan last night that ever since they dreamed of her, they have spent a lot of money inquiring about her.

They didn't even have a single photograph or a definite clue; they were convinced, based solely on a dream, that she had come and they needed to find her.

Looking at myself, I know nothing at all.

Jinxi said softly, "You must have spent a lot of money to find me. Didn't you say last night that you were planning to sell this house? Mom, we're family, there's no distinction between yours and mine. I'll pay for Xiaoxu's visit."

Yang Hongyan looked at her and smiled: "Yaoyao has really grown up. But when our son-in-law comes to visit, it's customary for us mothers-in-law and fathers-in-law to give him a red envelope. Your father and I are young and strong, we can still earn money. We've been through even harder times, and now that we're living such good lives, do you think we can't make ends meet just because we gave our son-in-law a red envelope?"

"That's not what I meant," Jin Xi said. "I just wanted to make things easier for you."

Yang Hongyan took her hand and said, "Yaoyao, your dad and I are already so happy and relieved to have found you."

Jinxi pouted.

Yang Hongyan pinched her lips: "How old are you and still pouting? You used to be a little duckling, now you're a big duckling."

"Oh, Mommy, Mommy—" Jinxi said sweetly.

Yang Hongyan said, "Stop acting cute. Your father and I know what we're doing. I'm just asking if this number is appropriate for you."

Jinxi nodded: "Perfect, perfect."

She thought to herself that in a couple of days she would open another bank account, deposit some money into it, and say it was betrothal money from Zhou Linxu, so that the two of them could keep it.

After thinking it over, Jinxi stopped worrying: "Then you put the red envelope in, Mom. I'll go downstairs and wait for him. He should be here soon."

Yang Hongyan nodded. Jinxi turned around, patted her face, composed herself, and then opened the bedroom door to leave.

Zhou Yanqian tilted his head slightly as he watched her come out, then went back to watching cartoons, his hand still peeling garlic.

Jinxi asked, "I'm going downstairs to wait for your dad, are you coming?"

"I'm not going." Zhou Yanqian refused decisively. Jin Xi was wearing brand new pajamas and could walk around freely, but he was wearing a "long" T-shirt. How could he possibly go out looking so inappropriate!

Besides, Zhou Linxu is such a big shot, why should he have to go and greet him?

Make a fuss as you may, but don't joke around with Zan Zan's time!

He still needs to peel the garlic!

Jinxi said, "Okay, then you can peel the garlic. I'll go downstairs and wait for your dad; he should be here soon."

Zhou Yanqian said "Okay," and then added, "Go ahead!"

Jinxi took her phone and went downstairs. She had just reached the first floor and was about to send a message to Zhou Linxu when her ears keenly caught the sound of a car approaching.

She walked out of the apartment building and looked inside. Leading the way was her family's Cullinan, and not only that, but there were two more luxury cars following behind.