The tense atmosphere suddenly warmed up. Father Wu, being open-minded, saw that his children showed no dissatisfaction or fear, so he decided to slowly tell them about the Wu family.

Wu Juemin never expected that his son, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, had already died once and had been granted a lifespan of 200 years.

Yan Chiyu returned quickly, carrying a gift box bag that was neither too big nor too small.

The boy paused next to the girls' seats.

Wu Yue's gaze followed the gift box in his hand, and her eyelids twitched. She had a bad feeling; judging by its size and thickness...

"Yan Chiyu, you're not going to give me 'Five Years of College Entrance Exams and Three Years of Mock Exams' again, are you? You've already given it to me once, don't do it a second time, I hold grudges."

To Wu's mother, her daughter's complaints sounded like a hint of coquetry. Wu Tingyun tugged at her mother's sleeve, her dimples showing as she smiled, "Second Grandma, let me tell you, Brother Yan and Auntie are both always first in their grade. They're both academic superstars! Yes! Brother Bolun told me all this."

Mother Wu chuckled and said, "Little Tingyun, you call Yueyue 'Auntie' and Yan 'Brother,' isn't that messing up the generations?"

Wu Tingyun's mouth formed an "O" shape, his dark, grape-like eyes sparkling as he pondered, "Second Grandma is right, so let me think what we should call her..."

Just then, a thought flashed through his mind: "How about calling him Uncle-in-law? What do you think? I learned this from Brother Bolun. He said that I can call any boy who matches Auntie that way. Second Grandma, isn't Tingyun clever! Putting his knowledge to good use!"

Upon hearing his proud words, Cheng Pingxi spat out the water in his mouth. Fortunately, he turned his head to the other side before he realized he might not be able to hold back.

The dining table and the food on it thus escaped unharmed.

"Excuse me," Cheng Pingxi said, stretching out his arm to reach the papers a little further away, when two tissues were silently handed over from next door.

Wu Nian: "Uncle, how old are you? Why do you still drool like a child when you drink water?"

Cheng Pingxi remained silent for a moment.

He could detect a hint of disdain in his niece's tone.

Cheng Pingxi was only recently introduced to Wu Cunxu's family. They weren't particularly close, especially since the young girl had never spoken to him before.

This gesture undoubtedly flattered him. He took the paper and silently wiped his mouth, saying, "Thank you."

Finally, she looked at Wu Tingyun with a frustrated expression, "Tingyun, you can't call your uncle by any name, especially not him."

On the other side, Wu Yue stared blankly at the gift box Yan Chiyu had given her. She could almost hear the boy's deep, slightly chilly words: "It's not 'Five-Three,' open it when you get home."

He took two steps and then stopped, whispering behind the girl's back, "Happy birthday." Wu was being cowardly.

[While most of the story content is automatically generated, the birth dates are based on the player's own birth date (?3?)?]

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Wu Yue couldn't remember how long it had been since she last celebrated her birthday.

During those years of transmigrating, she celebrated the original owner's birthday, and everything else was irrelevant to her. Gradually, she forgot her own birthdate, and also forgot that she could celebrate her birthday.

Mother Wu volunteered to host the birthday celebration: "Congratulations to my darling Yueyue on turning sixteen! Next up is the gift-giving segment."

Wu Tingyun took out the large gift box that everyone had already seen but which was still hidden behind the curtains, her dimples blooming: "Happy birthday, Auntie! This is a gift for you, it's a princess dress. Auntie, you'll definitely look even more like a girl in a princess dress."

Wu Yue: ?