After Lin Wanyue left sadly, Jiang Yan's warm and generous hand gently took mine, and his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid to disturb the waves in my heart. He led me and slowly came to the quiet stone bench in the garden. This stone bench carries countless warm memories of ours. Under the mottled shadows of the trees, it looks particularly peaceful and intimate. Jiang Yan's eyes were full of concern and cherishment, like the softest warm sunshine in spring. He reached out and carefully gathered the cloak on my body. The cloak was like an invisible barrier, isolating the coldness from the outside world, and his care was more like a warm current, trying to dispel the haze in my heart because of Lin Wanyue's visit. He leaned over slightly, leaned close to my ear, and whispered: "Why bother to be so angry about her? If you get sick from anger, it will not be worth it. It's really not worth it."

I sighed softly, the breath seeming slightly heavy as I slowly exhaled. My gaze involuntarily drifted to the nearby pond, where a school of koi fish were swimming leisurely. Their colorful forms darted freely through the emerald green water. Every flick of their tails created delicate ripples, as if painting a vibrant picture on the surface. Yet, at that moment, my heart felt like it was being weighed down by a heavy rock, weighing me down and making me feel depressed. "I really can't stand her disgusting look. She acts as if the whole world owes her something, and everyone should naturally revolve around her. It's absolutely ridiculous." I frowned slightly, pursing my lips, unable to conceal my anger and disdain.

"People like this, ultimately, have been worn down by the trivialities of life. Their former kindness and innocence have long since vanished, and now their hearts and eyes are filled with only selfish calculations." Before she had finished speaking, Su Qingyao, with light and graceful steps, like willow catkins dancing in the spring breeze, quietly approached us. She held a gilded lacquer box steady in her hands. In the sunlight, it shimmered with a gorgeous, soft luster, like a precious treasure. A playful, bright smile graced her face, like the most brilliantly blooming spring flower. Her energy and vitality seemed to dispel all the gloom in the world. "Sister, forget about that annoying old hag. Come and take a look at my latest creation, 'Drunken Clouds'. I put a lot of thought into creating this. Look at this color! When you apply it on your lips, it's just like the vibrant sunset glow in the sky. It's absolutely stunning! I guarantee it'll please everyone and brighten your mood!"

As she spoke, Su Qingyao's slender and nimble fingers gently rested on the edge of the lacquer box and slowly opened it. In an instant, a brilliant crimson color came into view. The color was like the gorgeous sunset glow on the horizon, delicate and beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. At the same time, an elegant and charming rose fragrance, like a gentle breeze, quietly filled my nose. The fragrance was fresh and rich, as if the most beautiful fragrance of the entire spring was concentrated in this small box, making people feel as if they were in a spring rose garden, intoxicated. I couldn't help but chuckle softly, with a hint of anger in my eyes, and said, "You, you have already been promoted to a grandmother, but you are still so passionate about these rouge and powder all day long. You really don't grow up."

"How can this be called tinkering? Sister, this is an indispensable interest in life!" Su Qingyao said as she gently dipped some rouge with her fair fingers. Her movements were gentle and focused, as if she was performing a sacred ritual. She carefully applied the rouge to my lips, and her expression was as serious as if she was carving a rare treasure. After applying it, she gently stepped back two steps, tilted her head, and looked me up and down like a professional connoisseur. After a moment, she nodded with satisfaction, with a glint of joy in her eyes, and said: "Well, now you look much better, and the whole person looks radiant. Unlike some people who have lived their whole lives in calculations and struggles, they are reluctant to use even a box of decent rouge that can make them happy, let alone truly understand how to enjoy the fun of life."

As soon as she finished speaking, a loud and familiar voice like thunder suddenly rang out from outside, instantly shattering the tranquility of the garden: "Sister! I heard that old witch Lin Wanyue is causing trouble again? This is too much! I'll take my sword and chop her down immediately to vent your anger!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the noise. They saw the grandson of Marquis Su, now a vibrant teenager. He was carrying a toy sword that was much taller than he was, and he rushed towards us with rapid and powerful steps. His ferocious presence, like that of an angry lion cub, frightened the parrots perched in the porch, flapping their wings and shouting in panic, "Kill him! Kill him!" The shrill cries echoed over the garden, adding to the tense atmosphere.

"Put it down!" I feigned anger, raising my voice slightly and gently tapping his head. The gesture seemed stern, but it was actually filled with intimacy. "You're already such a grown man, yet you still wield swords all day long, so unruly? You're a spitting image of your grandfather!"

The young man heard this and curled his lips in grievance, looking like a wronged puppy. His eyes were filled with indignation and indignation, and he muttered softly, "But she's bullying you, my great-aunt... I just can't stand it anymore. I can't swallow this anger."

"Bullying me?" I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I reached out and gently pinched his chubby cheeks. They felt soft and adorable. "Look at me, your grandmother. Do I look like someone who would be easily bullied? Back then, when your grandfather was squatting on the street trying to snatch sugar paintings from me, he couldn't even get the slightest advantage from me. How much more so, Lin Wanyue? She doesn't have that kind of ability."

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