The afternoon sun was bright and warm. A tall, slender boy in a blue and white school uniform sat casually on the windowsill. His pale hands gripped a black umbrella tightly, and his long legs were bent, huddled under the umbrella.
It shimmered with golden light, as if you could see tiny catkins dancing in the air.
He watched over the little girl by the window, quietly and gently.
Occasionally, he would raise his hand to wave away the black aura surrounding the little girl, and upon touching it, the black aura would vanish into nothingness between his fingers.
His cold and indifferent expression softened a bit when the little girl suddenly pouted her soft, chubby lips.
get out of class was over, and the little girl woke up on time, wiping her drool with her sleeve, and groggily called out, "Brother, brother—"
Hearing the noise, Wu Tingyun from next door immediately ran over, "What's wrong, Xiao Nian?"
"Brother, Dad promised to treat Aunt to dinner today. We get out of school earlier than her, so can we go pick her up from school later?"
Hearing Wu Nian say such a long thing made Wu Tingyun very happy. "Of course! We'll ask the driver to buy a family bucket for Auntie later."
"Yeah."
Aunt?
As far as I can remember, Wu Nian doesn't seem to have a aunt with such a good relationship.
Before meeting Wu Yue, Song Suian had assumed that Wu Nian's aunt would be an intellectual and elegant lady. But when he saw the girl wearing a school uniform somewhat similar to his own, he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Auntie!"
Wu Nian sprinted to Wu Yue's side and hugged her tightly. Ever since the incident at Grandpa Song's birthday banquet, Wu Nian had become close to this beautiful and elegant aunt, and was willing to talk to her more often.
Wu Tingyun also liked this little aunt very much, but unfortunately he couldn't run as fast as his sister. He rushed over, turned the corner, and bumped into another wall. This leg... seems a bit long.
Yan Chiyu looked down and saw the little guy raising his head, his big, deer-like eyes staring unblinkingly at Yan Chiyu. Suddenly, he grinned, revealing his cute little tiger teeth, "Uncle, no, big brother! Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"
The boy's heart stirred slightly: "What do you want to eat?"
Wu Tingyun beckoned Yan Chiyu with his chubby little hand, gesturing for him to bend over. The boy paused for a moment, then bent down. The exchange student uniforms weren't custom-made, so they were a bit small. As he bent over, a small section of his fair waist was revealed, his muscles firm and flawless. The kind that makes you want to hug him at first glance.
"Today is my aunt's birthday, and we're planning to give her a surprise," Wu Tingyun said, with a hint of complaint. "My aunt seems to be very busy with her studies lately, and she's even forgotten her own birthday. She wears her school uniform every day, which is quite a rough life for a girl. Hehe, so I've prepared a very beautiful princess dress to give her."
The little boy's voice was very low, clearly not wanting Wu Yue to hear. Wu Yue's attention was entirely on Wu Nian, and she didn't care about the two whispering in each other's ears.
“She didn’t invite me.” Yan Chiyu lowered his eyes.
Wu Tingyun patted the boy's hand with his chubby little hand, quite generously saying, "It's on me!"
Yan Chiyu's eyes flickered slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he added a cute little lisp at the end of his sentence: "Okay~"
He took out his phone and sent a message to Wenyao.
Please prepare a gift for me; I'll send you the address later.
Today is truly the day when all members of the two 'Wu families' meet.
It's unclear whether Wu Cunxu succeeded in pursuing his adoptive father through sheer persistence, or whether his adoptive father finally came to his senses and was willing to acknowledge Wu Cunxu as his father.
In short, everyone was happy.
Watching Yan Chiyu get into the car, Wu Yue forced a smile and said tactfully, "Didn't Uncle Min come to pick you up? We might not be going the same way."
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