Han Yunru: “……”
“Help me take out that suit, and press it again. The tie seems a bit old, I’ll go borrow one from big brother.”
After saying that, he hurried off in a rush.
Han Yunru: “?”
The husband and wife fussed around in the room for quite a while. When they finally came downstairs, the sight left the Han family men stunned.
Han Yunru was wearing a dark teal embroidered qipao. The fitted cut outlined her graceful figure, making her look slender and elegant.
For a moment, it felt as though they were seeing a younger version of Shi Qingzhi, also wearing such a qipao, gentle and graceful, like a refined lady stepping slowly out from the misty rain of Jiangnan.
Han Qishan’s old eyes went blank. Looking at his daughter, he seemed to fall into distant memories. When he finally came back to himself, he forced a smile and praised, “Beautiful!”
But a trace of tears and sorrow flashed through his eyes before ultimately fading into desolation.
Han Shen was also stunned, murmuring softly, “Little sister is still the same as before… she hasn’t changed much at all…”
Han Ke subconsciously raised a hand and touched his own face. “Little sister is still little sister, but I’ve already grown old. That’s unfair.”
Just then, Han Heng, returning from a business trip and covered in the dust of travel, dragged his suitcase into the house.
“It’s freezing outside…”
Eh!
The next second, his eyes widened, and he spoke exaggeratedly, “Wow~ Little Ru, you look so beautiful in a qipao! Even prettier than our mom!”
Han Heng directed the servants to carry the luggage while taking off his coat and hanging it on the rack. Then he rushed over and circled Han Yunru three times on the left and three times on the right, praising her endlessly.
“Eh?” Suddenly he noticed Jiang Da standing behind Han Yunru.
He looked somewhat embarrassed, shoulders slightly hunched as he hid in the back, trying to lower his presence.
But with that height and build, there was no way to hide. It was just that earlier everyone had been too dazzled by Han Yunru to pay much attention to him.
Yet with Han Heng’s “eh,” all eyes were immediately drawn over.
There stood Jiang Da, over 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black suit. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, tall and sturdy. His hair was cut into a crew cut, making him look masculine and tough.
He was just a pair of sunglasses away from looking like the kind of gang boss often seen in movies.
Standing beside Han Heng, he was not inferior at all, one handsome and dashing, the other brimming with bandit-like swagger.
“Are you two heading out to watch a fashion show? Or attending a cocktail party?” Han Heng scratched his head, suspicion in his eyes.
His little sister dressing up seemed normal to him. But Jiang Da, that rough and unrefined big fellow, suddenly becoming so polished, this felt a bit surreal.
Han Shen coughed lightly and explained in a low voice, “Xie Dingyuan is coming later.”
“D*mn, are you serious?”
“I just messaged Yueyue earlier. The two of them are already on their way back.”
Upon hearing this, Han Heng immediately grabbed his suitcase and sprinted upstairs.
“What are you doing?!”
Han Heng: “Changing clothes!”
The first time meeting his prospective grand-niece’s husband, of course every strand of hair down to the toenails had to be exquisite.
Even that blockhead Jiang Da had dressed so handsome. And he was a top-tier movie emperor, there was absolutely no way he could lose.
Everyone: “……”
So when Jiang Fuyue entered the house arm-in-arm with Xie Dingyuan, what she saw was a whole family glittering with jewels,
Han Yunru was wearing a qipao, Jiang Da was wearing a suit.
Han Heng was even more exaggerated. His hairstyle had clearly been blow-dried, and he was wearing light “no-makeup” makeup. His complexion looked ridiculously good.
Han Shen and Han Ke looked normal at first glance, but each of them wore a Patek Philippe limited custom edition watch, directly wearing the price of an apartment in the city center on their wrists.
The old master’s clothes and hairstyle hadn’t changed much, except the cane in his hand had been replaced with one made of small-leaf red sandalwood carved with a dragon and trimmed in gold.
Xie Dingyuan greeted everyone one by one.
When Jiang Da was addressed as “uncle,” he was a little stunned and looked uncomfortable all over.
Only after his wife nudged him with her elbow did he react, responding with a couple of awkward “eh, eh.”
By comparison, Han Yunru was much calmer. She accepted the “auntie” naturally, smiling gently.
As the saying goes: when the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the more she likes him.
Setting everything else aside, just Xie Dingyuan’s looks and height alone were completely flawless.
The old master, Han Shen, and Han Ke had already hosted Xie Dingyuan once before at home, so their greetings were much more familiar.
It was Han Heng and Han Ting who were meeting him at the house for the first time, one gaze full of scrutiny, the other full of curiosity.
Jiang Chenxing had already met Xie Dingyuan before in Linhuai and had even taken a ride in his car. At that time he had thought: although this uncle’s eyes were a bit cold and he rarely smiled, making him hard to approach, he was actually a very good person.
Now the title “uncle” definitely couldn’t be used anymore. But switching to “older brother” also felt a little strange…
“Brother-in-law” sounded the best, but unfortunately, Dad wouldn’t let him call him that.
“Woof woof!”
Little Mang looked at Xie Dingyuan, who had boldly come to the house, and barked several dissatisfied times.
Then wagging its tail, it rubbed against Jiang Fuyue’s leg, insisting she pat its dog head.
Jiang Fuyue casually rubbed it a couple of times. It comfortably made a rumbling sound in its belly, then swaggered past Xie Dingyuan with its tail wagging high, like a “dog concubine” who had successfully won favor.
Far too proud of itself.
Xie Dingyuan maintained his smile as if he hadn’t seen anything.
He wouldn’t lower himself to the level of an animal.
…
Not long after, Shi Qingzhi and Qin Yuancheng also arrived.
This was the first time Shi Qingzhi had stepped into this place since the divorce more than twenty years ago. The house was still the same house, but the interior had been renovated and the furnishings had changed. It was no longer the same as in her memory.
Yet when she tried to recall exactly what it had looked like before, she realized she had already forgotten.
The once passionate love and hatred, the turbulent grandeur, none could escape the fate of eventually settling into silence.
The wind passes without sound; the boat passes without leaving a trace.
Fortunately, now they were each living their own happiness, and that was enough.
“Yueyue, happy birthday.” Shi Qingzhi gently embraced her.
“Thank you, Grandma.” Jiang Fuyue hugged her back.
Qin Yuancheng took the opportunity to present a gift. “See if you like it?”
An old-mine glass-type jade bead necklace.
The chain consisted of fifty-eight jade beads, the largest with a diameter of twenty millimeters. Every bead was fully green, and the rough stones came from the “Muna” mine, its rarity was self-evident.
Without surprise, it should be a collectible.
Sure enough….
Shi Qingzhi said, “Over the years I’ve gradually bought some jade at auctions. Usually there’s no chance to wear them. Originally I planned to split them between you and your mother, but Xiao Ru said she didn’t want any and that everything should be left to you. That’s good too. An unmarried young lady should always have some things stored away at the bottom of her chest. From now on, every birthday, Grandma will give you one!”
As she said this, the old lady deliberately glanced at Xie Dingyuan.
The meaning was clear: your Xie family may be a powerful noble household, but my Yueyue is not lacking either.
She was backing Jiang Fuyue up.
“Put it away. Another day let your eldest uncle take you to the bank to open a safe deposit box, just treat it as part of your dowry.”
Dowry…
Jiang Fuyue couldn’t help but laugh helplessly, but she still accepted the sentiment. “Thank you, Grandma.”
Next came a large-scale gift-giving scene.
Besides the jade necklace, Jiang Fuyue also received gifts from her three uncles, Han Shen, Han Ke, and Han Heng, each item extremely valuable.
But when it came to sheer financial power, the old master still won.
His gift was an entire courtyard house.
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