Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

When the Wu family's invitation was officially delivered, there were still three days before Qin Zhiyuan was to depart.

The gold-embossed invitation card sits quietly on the dining table, its red background and gold lettering both festive and solemn.

The name of everyone in the Duan family was written on it, including Xiao Wenli.

The old man scoffed, "Quite a fuss. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was an awards ceremony, knowing it was his birthday!"

"After all, it's my 70th birthday." The old lady handed over the invitation, casually flipping through the schedule. "It ends Sunday afternoon. I'll go straight to the airport then."

She spoke casually, and the old man didn't say anything.

Only Wen Li listened and sat to the side in a daze.

She has a small calendar, and lately, the first thing she does every morning when she wakes up is to circle today's date.

Grandma is leaving soon.

These days, thanks to her efforts, the relationship between her grandparents has improved somewhat.

Grandpa would ask Grandma if she liked the breakfast.

Grandma would ask Grandpa where the newly bought flowers were placed;

The two would also stand together in the photos and compare which picture of Pear Baby was the cutest.

but……

Wen Li glanced at them discreetly.

There was still no hug, no holding hands, no laughing together like when Baba hugged me.

This doesn't mean they've completely reconciled.

The milk ball clenched its little fist.

Three more days, Pear, keep going!

Meanwhile, some people were also counting down these three days.

However, what awaited him was not a family reunion, but his last chance.

Boss Shen took the documents his secretary had prepared, and he was completely overwhelmed.

After the kindergarten incident, not only did no one in the circle dare to openly discuss the Duan family, but no one even mentioned the Shen family anymore.

The cooperation in progress is now open for further observation.

The deal that was almost settled was changed again;

Even for deals that had already been finalized, the other party was willing to pay huge penalties to hastily sever ties with the Shen family.

In comparison, bank collection efforts and public opinion have only a minor impact.

To put it bluntly, no one in the top circles of Tan City is willing to "play" with him or the Shen family anymore.

This is tantamount to sentencing his financial future to death.

From beginning to end, the Duan family did not utter a single word.

Ironically, this "lack of attitude" is the most distinct attitude.

Mr. Shen could only manage a wry smile.

He had visited the Duan Group and the Duan family's old residence many times, carrying large bags and small packages, but he had never been able to even get inside.

Asking Elder Wu to help convey the request was merely a gesture; no response was received.

All roads have come to an end.

Now, only one last opportunity remains – the old shaman's birthday banquet.

The Duan family will definitely attend.

And he also had to see Duan Hetong at the banquet.

Mr. Shen picked up the invitation and clenched it tightly. The gold-embossed cardstock was wrinkled deeply.

-

Shen Yaya hasn't been to kindergarten for a week.

The principal didn't explicitly ask the child to leave, but repeatedly suggested tactfully, "The child has been experiencing a lot of emotional fluctuations lately, so why don't you stay home and rest for a while, and come back when you've adjusted?"

Even a fool could understand the subtext.

The kindergarten no longer dares to keep Shen's child.

Mrs. Shen was angry, but she couldn't vent her anger.

With the Duan family looming large, even if they remain silent, who wouldn't be wary?

She simply asked for a long leave of absence for her daughter.

But the couple is currently busy with company matters and has no time to take care of their children.

After much deliberation, Mrs. Shen decided to target the Wu family.

After all, Master Wu was her husband's mentor, and he also doted on Ya Ya.

If the young girl stayed at the Wu family's house for a few more days to keep the old man company and relieve his boredom, she might soften the old man's heart a bit.

Even just being willing to say a few more words in support of the Shen family is better than doing nothing at all.

Shen Yaya not only showed no resistance to this, but was overjoyed.

Doesn't this mean I can see Brother Xiao Shuo every day?

I was already close to Brother Xiao Shuo, so from now on, I can add "the closest" to him!

In the morning, the maid brought in freshly warmed milk: "Miss Shen, this is for you."

Shen Yaya took a sip and immediately frowned: "It's too hot!"

"I'm so sorry, I'll get you a new cup right away."

The maid hurriedly replaced the cup.

Shen Yaya reached out and touched the side of the glass, then became unhappy again: "Why is it cold again?"

The maid was taken aback: "You just said..."

"But it's cold now!" Shen Yaya exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Can't you just heat it up again?"

Seeing this, another, older maid came over to help: "Miss Shen, let me do it."

"No!" Shen Yaya tilted her head to the side. "My mom said if I can't even do this little thing right, I'll be expelled!"

The maid, with red-rimmed eyes, hid in the kitchen.

The others gently patted her back: "It's alright, it's alright."

The maid sniffed: "I definitely reheated it..."

Someone lowered their voice: "Like father, like son."

"Given the Shen family's situation, it's no wonder she..."

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside.

"Young Master has arrived."

The group immediately stopped talking, dispersed, and continued with their work.

Upon seeing Wu Shuo, Shen Yaya's previous imperious expression vanished, replaced by a sweet smile: "Brother Shuo!"

She immediately went to greet him: "I've been waiting for you to have breakfast together."

Wu Shuo nodded.

Shen Yaya pulled out a chair for him, sat down happily next to him, and pushed her favorite snacks in front of him:

"Brother Xiaoshuo, this is delicious."

"And this, I didn't eat it first, I saved it specifically for you."

Wu Shuo politely thanked him without saying anything more.

Shen Yaya was still chattering away:

"Brother Xiaoshuo, was that book you read yesterday good?"

"Let's go swing in the garden later!"

"I learned a new piece last week, shall I play it for you later?"

She talked for a long time, but Wu Shuo ate his breakfast quietly the whole time, without showing any impatience or interest, only occasionally glancing out the window.

Shen Yaya thought he was looking at the trees in the yard, so she craned her neck to look, but couldn't see anything special.

Actually, what Wu Shuo was looking at was an inconspicuous little windmill stuck on the windowsill.

A gust of wind came and gently pushed it to turn.

Wu Shuo's thoughts had already drifted far away.

The wind was just like that that day.

She stood in the sunlight, holding a sugar-painted milk ball, and smiled sweetly.

He didn't even know her name.

But suddenly I started to miss her a little.

-

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Wenli finally decided that the birthday gift for Grandpa Wu would be a tree.

Teacher Zhang once said that saplings grow day by day, sprouting in spring, blooming in summer, and bearing fruit in autumn, demonstrating their tenacious vitality.

Grandpa Wu, you must grow up and grow tall too!

The maid prepared colored paper, cardstock, glue, and scissors, and the little dumpling first drew "leaves" on the paper.

First, there's a round sun, then several colorful little flowers, and finally a big smiley face.

"Grandpa Witch, sunbathe."

"The flowers smell so good!"

"Grandpa Witch smiles, and he's happy every day!"

She explained the meaning of each work in a very serious manner.

Qin Zhiyuan sat to the side, cutting her painting into leaves.

Her hands were very skillful; she layered different shades of green, interspersed with tender yellow, together, creating a beautiful effect.

The little dumpling exclaimed in admiration, "Grandma is so amazing!"

She copied her grandmother and stuck leaves onto the tree canopy.

Unfortunately, I'm not yet skilled enough with my little hands, so the stickers are crooked and uneven.

The milk ball pouted in frustration.

Qin Zhiyuan smiled and reached out her hand: "Grandma will help you."

But the little dumpling shook its head: "Teacher Zhang said that children should do things for themselves."

She tried several more times, but the final visual effect was still slanted. Wen Li was very satisfied: "It looks good!"

Qin Zhiyuan chuckled and let her be.

An elderly person and a child, one cutting and the other pasting, were busy for quite a while without realizing it.

Duan Yuanzhou was sitting to the side, leisurely drinking tea, occasionally taking a moment to offer a few comments:

"Make the tree trunk a little taller."

"This leaf is too small."

"It's empty here."

Gradually, I realized why Qin Zhiyuan was taking it so seriously.

If you're not satisfied with the color of a leaf, cut it again.

If the location isn't right, let's find another one.

Even a few small flowers require a lot of gesturing and comparison.

The old man watched for a while, and felt a little uneasy:

It's just that old guy surnamed Wu having a birthday party—he's had dozens of birthdays like this, nothing special—is it worth all this trouble?

The old lady was sticking flowers on her clothes when she heard a soft cough behind her.

"Give it to me."

The old woman turned around: "What?"

The old man brought the glue over himself.

She complained, "You're cutting too slowly."

Their movements were anything but hesitant.

Qin Zhiyuan looked at him, a soft smile flashing in her eyes, but said nothing.

The little dumpling was overjoyed.

She looked at her grandfather, then at her grandmother, clapped her hands, and cheered, "Grandpa's in too!"

The old man made up an excuse with a straight face: "Your grandma can't manage all the work by herself."

Wen Li didn't care what the reason was.

Importantly, the grandparents, who previously refused to even share a room with each other, were now sitting together, close to each other, their figures warmed by the sunlight.

Pear feels super~ happy right now ^W^