The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Over the next two days, Fu Yuzhou kept issuing challenges and ended up losing a whole week's worth of dishes!

Before school ended, Fu Yuzhou stood in front of Xiao Jin, tears welling in his eyes, and said angrily, "I will definitely beat you!"

As he spoke, he clenched his small fist, turned around, and got into the butler's car.

Xiao Jin blinked in confusion, watching Fu Yuzhou's back as he left.

Before she could react, Yun Ziang had already come over and led her away from the teacher.

Yun Zi'ang picked up Xiao Jin, "Little Aunt, I missed you so much!"

"I'm so bored today. Was that kid from the Fu family?"

Xiao Jin looked at Yun Ziang and explained, "He is Zhouzhou."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zi'ang immediately realized that the child was Fu Zongxu's son.

He frowned. "What were you two just talking about? Did he bully you?"

He had heard that Fu Zongxu's son was difficult to get along with.

Xiao Jin shook her head and said very seriously, "He didn't bully Xiao Jin. He was very kind to Xiao Jin and even shared his food with her!"

Yun Zi'ang was somewhat surprised, "He even shared the food with you?"

"It seems this kid is easy to get along with."

"Grand-niece," Xiao Jin patted Yun Zi'ang's shoulder, "Xiao Jin wants to see her grand-niece, where is she?"

Yun Zi'ang carried Xiao Jin towards the car parked at the door, saying, "Zijing should still be rehearsing with the orchestra right now. Why are you looking for her? We haven't seen each other for almost a day, and you haven't even said you missed me."

After he finished speaking, he deliberately put on a stern face.

Xiao Jin wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek: "Xiao Jin's first thought is her grand-niece! Second is her grand-niece Zijing."

Yun Ziang was so overwhelmed by the kiss that he almost stumbled over. His face, which had been so composed, immediately broke into a wide grin.

"That's more like it. Come on, I'll take you to find Zijing."

Yun Zijing's orchestra rehearses in an old-style art center in the city center.

Yun Ziang led Xiao Jin quietly into the rehearsal hall and found a seat at the back.

The musicians on stage were playing together. Yun Zijing was wearing a simple white shirt and a black long skirt. Her profile was calm, and her bow moved steadily on the strings.

Xiao Jin looked up at the stage with bright eyes, her mouth slightly open, and whispered, "Zijing's grandniece is so beautiful, just like the swan princess in Jiang Huahua's storybook."

Yun Zi'ang chuckled softly, "When she was little, during her first birthday celebration, she didn't look at anything on the table, but insisted on picking up the violin. From then on, she kept pestering her grandfather to let her learn the violin. And she really did become a violinist when she grew up."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall something funny, "Don't let her elegant demeanor on stage fool you. When she was little, she would practice the piano until she cried, then hide in her room and eat cookies, leaving crumbs all over the bed."

Xiao Jin covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes still fixed on Yun Zijing on the stage.

After the rehearsal ended, the musicians gradually dispersed.

Yun Zijing had just put down her zither and was about to walk towards Xiao Jin and the others when Che Xinyan stopped her.

Xiao Jin had already stood up to wave, but then she saw the girl in the black dress pull Yun Zijing aside, smiling but speaking in a low voice.

Xiao Jin blinked, got off her seat, and jogged towards the stage.

"Zijing, could you lend me some money?" Che Xinyan's voice wasn't loud, but Xiao Jin, who was trying to climb onto the stage, heard it clearly.

Yun Zijing was visibly taken aback: "How much do you want to borrow?"

"Five hundred thousand."

Yun Zijing was stunned for several seconds: "Five hundred thousand? What's wrong? What happened?"

She had known Che Xinyan for many years and knew that her family was of modest means. She would often borrow money from her in emergencies, but this was the first time she had lent her so much money.

Che Xinyan forced a smile: "Nothing's wrong, I've just run into some trouble lately and need to borrow some money. I'll pay you back in a while."

"I only have 200,000 on me, not that much." Yun Zijing frowned. "Tell me honestly, what happened? 500,000 is no small sum."

Che Xinyan's smile faded, and her tone became somewhat impatient: "I really do have something to do."

"If you consider me a friend, lend me the money first. If it's not enough, could you help me borrow some from my family?"

Yun Zijing shook her head: "My parents always ask detailed questions when they give me money. I don't usually spend money recklessly, so if I suddenly ask for such a large sum, they'll definitely worry. You have to tell me what's going on first."

Che Xinyan pursed her lips, as if she was enduring something, and finally said, "Fine, if you don't want to lend it, then don't. There's no need to ask so many questions."

She turned and walked away, her steps hurried and heavy, as if she were holding back a ball of fire.

Yun Zijing stood there, watching her departing figure, and subconsciously took a step forward to chase after her.

Xiao Jin had somehow run up to her side, hugged her leg, looked up at her with a bright smile, and said, "Zijing, my grandniece, Xiao Jin has come to play with you!"

Yun Zijing stopped in her tracks when she was hugged.

She looked down at Xiao Jin and forced a smile: "Xiao Jin, what brings you here?"

"Xiao Jin wants to hear you play the violin." Xiao Jin tilted her head back, her eyes blinking. "You play so beautifully, like a little bird singing."

Yun Zijing's heart softened at her words, and she bent down and picked her up.

Yun Zi'ang then walked over, glanced in the direction Che Xinyan had left, and said nothing, only asking, "Are you tired? Let's go home together."

On the way back, Yun Zijing leaned back in the seat, somewhat absent-minded.

Xiao Jin sat next to her, swinging her legs, and suddenly asked:

"Zijing, what did that lady in the black dress say to you? She seemed angry."

Yun Zijing shook her head: "It's nothing. She asked me for a favor, but I can't help her."

She paused, as if she didn't want to say anything more.

Xiao Jin said "Oh," and after a while, she whispered, "Xiao Jin doesn't like her."

"Why?" Yun Zijing turned to look at her.

"She treats you badly," Xiao Jin said, her tone very serious.

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziang, who was driving in front, casually interjected:

"People that Xiao Jin doesn't like are probably not good people. My little aunt is very good at judging people. If she says there's a problem, you'd better be careful."

Yun Zijing was already upset about Che Xinyan's matter, and when she heard Yun Ziang say this, her temper flared up even more: "Brother, why are you like this too? Xinyan is my friend. She just encountered some difficulties today and is in a bad mood."

"You don't know anything, yet you say he's not a good person. That's too arbitrary."

Yun Ziang glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "I'm not saying she's necessarily bad, I'm just telling you to be careful."

"You've always been like this since you were little, always open and honest with everyone. You never refuse someone once they ask."

"Isn't that how friends should act?" Yun Zijing's tone also became sharp. "If a friend asks for your help, would you immediately suspect them of having ulterior motives?"

Seeing that the two were getting more and more agitated, Xiao Jin quickly got up from her seat and tugged at Yun Zijing's sleeve, saying, "Stop arguing, stop arguing, let's not talk about that older sister anymore."

Her voice was soft and a little anxious, "Don't fight, it'll upset yourselves and make Xiaojin sad."

Yun Zijing and Yun Ziang both fell silent. Yun Zijing turned her face away and looked out the window.

Yun Zi'ang swallowed his words and only whispered, "I'm not doing this to you."

Seeing that the two had stopped arguing, Xiao Jin sat up straight again and gently patted Yun Zijing's hand as if to comfort her.

At night, as usual, Xiao Jin went to Yun Mingyi's room to give him acupuncture.

After inserting the last needle, she asked as she removed it:

"Mingyi, my little nephew, what if Xiaojin finds out that someone's friend is a bad person, but that person doesn't believe her? What should she do?"

Yun Mingyi leaned against the headboard, and looked down at her upon hearing this: "Xiao Jin's friend?"

Xiao Jin shook her head: "It wasn't Xiao Jin. It was someone else."

Yun Mingyi thought for a moment and said, "If that person insists on not believing, the more you say, the more they will feel that you are trying to sow discord."

"It would be better to find a way to let him see it for himself. People will only truly believe something when they see it with their own eyes."

He paused, then asked, "What's wrong? Did someone upset Xiao Jin?"

Xiao Jin shook her head again, put away her needle case, and said seriously, "Mingyi, take care of your leg. You'll be busy later."

After she finished speaking, she slid off the bed and walked towards the door.

As soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into Yun Ziang, who was leaning against the wall.

Yun Ziang made a "shh" gesture, picked her up, and quietly took her back to his room.

"Little Miss, you said today that Che Xinyan is not good to Zijing. Did you find out something?" Yun Ziang asked in a low voice after closing the door.

Xiao Jin sat cross-legged on his bed, nodded, and said in a low voice, "Che Xinyan's face doesn't look good."

"She has a narrow forehead, high cheekbones, and her eyes always seem to avoid people. There are also a few small moles near the bridge of her nose. My master said that people with this kind of face have a deep-seated greed and would do things that harm those around them for money. Her wealth palace is grayish and has a dark aura pressing down on it, as if something bad is about to happen."

She paused, her small face serious: "And Xiaojin secretly did a divination; it says Zijing's grandniece will have an accident tomorrow. The divination indicates that 'friends' bring misfortune. Xiaojin doesn't dare tell Zijing, afraid she'll be angry like she was tonight."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zi'ang nearly jumped out of his chair: "Something bad is going to happen tomorrow? What is it? Is it serious? Is it life-threatening?"

"Don't worry, grand-nephew." Xiao Jin waved her little hand and patted him reassuringly. "It's just a scare, not necessarily a danger. But if your grand-niece Zijing is still with that Che Xinyan tomorrow, she might have a very bad fright."

"So Xiaojin is thinking, let's follow her tomorrow and secretly protect her, okay?"

Yun Ziang's face changed, and he could no longer utter the words "bad".

He grabbed Xiao Jin's little hand: "Fine! Tomorrow I won't do anything, I'll stay with Zi Jing the whole time! Little auntie, you better keep a close eye on her, you absolutely can't let anything happen to my sister."

Xiao Jin nodded emphatically, her little face more serious than ever before.

She knew that someone would come to Yun Zijing tomorrow, and that person was inextricably linked to Che Xinyan.

She decided to listen to her nephew and let Yun Zijing see the true face of her "friend".