She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"I know you are generous. I am just taking care of them."

"Long Qiqi is a child who doesn't know any better. I get annoyed just looking at her."

"But Long Lin..."

Children who are too sensible are easy to cause people to feel sorry for them.

Jiang Meifang would inevitably pay more attention to that child.

"I know, you don't have to tell me, don't worry, I'm a big kid, how can I be jealous of a little kid?"

Manshu rested her head in Jiang Meifang's arms and acted coquettishly.

Jiang Meifang laughed, and the lost part of her heart returned: "No matter how old you are, in grandma's eyes, you are still a child."

Manshu has a new world and more family in the imperial capital.

Although Jiang Meifang didn't say it, she was still worried that her child would become increasingly distant from her.

Now when she acts coquettishly, it seems as if she has returned to the countryside, when the grandmother and granddaughter depended on each other.

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to help. You're such a grown-up, hurry up." Although Jiang Meifang said with disgust, the smile in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Jiang Meifang did her kitchen work neatly, but Manshu couldn't help much, but she stayed in the kitchen to chat with them.

Mr. Yan went out to buy groceries with the housekeeper.

After a while, people from the Yan family also arrived.

There was a large group of people coming here.

Ms. Qin Ru and Professor Yan supported each other as they got out of the car. Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan also held hands. Yan Li, a handsome man, was all alone with his hands in his pockets.

Behind them, Yan Rushan was supporting Yue Qingwan.

Le Qingwan is about to give birth.

Originally Yan Rushan didn't let her come, but Yue Qingwan insisted on coming.

Because she wanted to join in the fun.

She didn’t know why, but the closer she got to giving birth, the more panicked she became and she didn’t want to be alone.

Even the company's affairs are now mostly handled by Yan Rushan.

The man is capable, and Yue Qingwan is also happy and relaxed.

Manshu came out to pick people up. Now everyone knew that three luxury cars arrived one after another, and they were heading to the Yan family.

"The Yan family is really rich. Luxury cars are driving in one after another."

"They live in a courtyard house, so how can they not have some wealthy relatives?"

"It's useless to be envious. The little girl from the Yan family is still lucky. I heard that she already has a fiancé. What a pity."

Everyone was watching outside and talking about it.

Some people also said that if Manshu had lived in the hutong since he was a child, then they could let their own children give it a try.

But she was far away in City C, and I had no idea what the situation was, so I missed the opportunity to be childhood sweethearts.

"The yard smells so good." As soon as Yue Qingwan came in, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

“It’s wintersweet.”

Manshu came out and heard what his aunt said. He couldn't help but point to the corner of the yard next to him.

A wintersweet tree blooms in the cold weather.

However, it is snowing now and there is already snow on the branches of the wintersweet.

"I'll pick it for you." Yan Rushan knew at first glance that Yue Qingwan liked it and took action immediately.

Normally, I buy beautiful roses and various high-end flowers home, but I don’t have any wintersweet trees like the one planted in the yard.

It was also impossible for Yan Rushan to run to the roadside to buy a bunch of wintersweets for Yue Qingwan after get off work.

"What are you picking? They're growing well on the tree." Yue Qingwan glared at Yan Rushan, but there was a smile in her eyes.

In the past, I just wanted to find a reliable man as soon as possible to complete the task assigned by my grandmother.

It’s different now. The man who used to ignore her now holds her in his hands.

How to make Yue Qingwan unhappy?

"It doesn't matter, just let my uncle pick them."

Manshu waved his hands and didn't care.