Lin Yang was recuperating in the hospital. On the third day, without saying a word, her father sent someone to fly a helicopter back to City C, carrying her and her hospital bed.

She was still bewildered when she arrived at the Lin family's ancestral home.

The plot didn't go this way in my previous life, did it?

“Auntie—” She was still in a daze, sitting in the wheelchair her father had made for her, when Xiao Zheng’s familiar voice rang out behind her.

"Nephew, what's wrong? Have you been kidnapped too?" The bodyguard behind Lin Yang turned around, wheelchair and all, and saw Xiao Zheng in a suit.

"Aunt, have you forgotten? Today is Great-Grandma's 80th birthday banquet." Xiao Zheng was both amused and exasperated by Lin Yang's question.

Only after hearing Xiao Zheng's explanation did Lin Yang have time to look around.

Looking at it this way, there seem to be quite a lot of people around.

Most of them were people the original owner barely remembered, probably relatives from aristocratic families.

However, as she looked around the huge hall, her gaze suddenly fell on a figure that was all too familiar.

The man standing in the center of the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and gently swirling his wine glass, was dressed in a black suit with his jacket casually yet tastefully buttoned up, only three buttons fastened.

Isn't that Xu Chengzhi, whom she hadn't seen since she fell into a coma?

How did he end up here?

In the original owner's memory, he had absolutely no connection with any of his relatives.

No, it's hard to say, after all, the memories she inherited from the original owner are completely unreliable.

"Yangyang, come here, come to your grandmother." From the corner of the hall, an elderly woman with gray hair, leaning on a cane, and slightly hunched over walked shakily over.

Lin Zhengguo and several servants followed behind her.

Presumably, she insisted on walking by herself, so no one dared to step forward to help her.

Upon receiving a signal from Lin Zhengguo, the bodyguard behind Lin Yang immediately pushed the wheelchair and escorted Lin Yang to the elderly man.

"Yangyang, Grandma has missed you so much. Let Grandma see if you've gotten any fatter?" Grandma took Lin Yang's dry, wrinkled hand in hers, looking her up and down with eyes full of affection.

"Oh dear, our Yangyang, you look much thinner than you did eight years ago. Have you been suffering outside? It breaks my heart to see you like this. You haven't come to visit me in the past eight years." Grandmother's eyes crinkled with laughter, her face radiating kindness.

Lin Yang was still stunned by her grandmother's warm care and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"What's wrong, Yangyang? Why aren't you saying anything? Grandma doesn't blame you for not visiting Grandma for so long, or is your leg hurting again? It's all your father's fault. He didn't protect you well and let you suffer in the entertainment industry. I'll give him a good scolding later!" After saying that, Grandma turned around and pointed at Lin Zhengguo to give him a good scolding.

With so many people watching, Lin Yang quickly spoke up to stop them, trying to avoid attracting even more attention, "Grandmother, no, I've gained weight, not lost weight! I've gained five pounds!"

When you're in a rush, you're more likely to talk nonsense.

Why did you even reveal the truth about your weight gain?

"Oh my, our Yangyang, she's still so adorable. Zhengguo, look how sensible my granddaughter is, and look at you!" Lin Yang's words amused her grandmother.

"Yes, yes, Mother is right." Lin Zhengguo, who was a powerful figure in the business world, could only obediently lower his head and accept a scolding in front of his own mother.

"Yangyang, come here. Let me introduce you to your Grandpa Xu's grandson." Grandma held Lin Yang's hand and turned to call out to the center of the hall, "Little Xu!"