Meanwhile, Moonlight Garden was immersed in a joyful atmosphere, with laughter and cheerful voices filling the restaurant where breakfast had just been served.
Even the usually stern and unsmiling Old Master Gong had a rare smile on his face and gently instructed Gong Xiangru, "Since you passed the exam, make the most of the opportunity. You did well this time, keep up the good work!"
A look of flattery flashed in Gong Xiangru's eyes, and she quickly nodded obediently, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will not let you and the Gong family down. I will definitely study hard and create excellent olive pit carving works!"
The old man nodded, leaned on his cane, and went to the back garden, but a few traces of sadness and regret flashed in his eyes.
Back then, his A-Yun was also clever and quick-witted, and his talent in micro-carving art was highly recognized by Lian Yu, the president of the World Literature Association at the time.
If it weren't for what happened later, now, his little A-Yun...
Old Master Gong sighed...
The exam that Gong Xiangru passed was the preliminary round of the World Cultural Organization Association's olive pit carving competition.
The World Cultural Organization Association (WCCA) is dedicated to the research and restoration of existing works of art and ancient techniques that have almost disappeared. Its members are prominent figures from around the world.
Stepping into the World Federation of Literary and Art Circles (WFLC) means not only encountering a rich cultural atmosphere, but more importantly, directly connecting with the world's cultural and social circles.
No wonder the whole family was so happy.
Gong Ning walked to the black, carved gate, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell. After a short while, the gentle face of Sang Mo, the butler, appeared on the LCD screen at the door, with a smile still lingering on her face. "Miss, who are you looking for?"
Gong Ning took off her mask and sunglasses, and smiled, "Aunt Sang, it's me!"
Sang Mo opened her eyes slightly, then exclaimed in surprise, "Third Miss, Third Miss, you're back!"
Sang Mo's voice was not quiet, and the hall, which was originally filled with laughter, suddenly fell silent because of this exclamation.
Gong Xiangru's gentle smile froze slightly. She abruptly lowered her eyes and clenched her fists tightly to avoid losing her composure in public.
What happened? Why is Gong Ning back?
Before she could think any further, Lu Weixi suddenly stood up, her voice filled with disbelief, "A-Yun is back?"
Lu Weixi rushed to the door, saw the pretty face on the screen, and opened the door with tears of joy.
With a soft click, the wrought iron gate opened, and Gong Ning pushed it open, walking up the parallel staircase not far away and slowly approaching the villa area.
Lu Weixi stood on the cobblestone path, looking at her from afar, her eyes brimming with tears. The moment Gong Ning stopped in front of her, she finally couldn't help but take a step forward and hug Gong Ning tightly. "Good child, Mommy is so happy that you're back!"
Gong Ning smiled gently and patted her back. "Yes, you're back!"
Lu Weixi couldn't help but shed tears, "Are we still leaving?"
Upon hearing this, Gong Ning's eyes crinkled into crescents, her smile as warm as the winter sun, "I'm not leaving!"
"Good boy, welcome home, A-Yun!"
The Moonlit Garden was now completely bustling with activity. Gong Ning's return shocked and delighted everyone in the garden.
Their little princess is back.
Gong Xiaojing was in a meeting when he suddenly received a call from Yuexi Garden. He immediately announced that the meeting would be postponed and then rushed to Yuexi Garden.
The attendees were astonished. President Gong was always one to keep his emotions in check; when had he ever acted so out of control?
Everyone was speculating about what had happened.
Before long, the news of the return of the third young lady of the Gong family swept through the upper class of the United States.
Various families called to express their regards, but secretly, voices of regret arose everywhere.
This third young lady of the Gong family was already rebellious and unruly. After being missing and wandering for so many years, she has finally returned. Now, this once well-behaved young lady has completely gone astray.
What a pity!
Gong Qiaoyu was still trying to make his presence known to Duke Jefferson in F country when he suddenly received a call from his mother. He was startled and accidentally knocked over the tea he was about to hand to Duke Jefferson. In the end, despite the murderous glare from his future father-in-law, he lured his precious daughter onto the plane and rushed back to the Gong family.
Ji Qingmeng watched helplessly as Gong Qiaoyu carefully opened the door, her expression somewhat complicated. "What are you doing?"
"Shh! Keep it down, let me check if my mom's here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a woman's voice rang out, "You brat, where have you been all this time? You haven't even answered my calls, are you asking for a beating?"
Gong Qiaoyu suddenly stood up straight, coughed lightly, turned around and looked at the noblewoman standing not far away, blinking her eyes: Mom, Mom, give me some face!
Lu Weixi smiled at him: Reason!
Gong Qiaoyu wore a nonchalant smile, put his arm around Ji Qingmeng's waist, and slightly raised his chin. "Mom, this is my girlfriend, your future daughter-in-law, Ji Qingmeng. You can just call her Qingmeng, hmm..."
Ji Qingmeng stepped on his toes, smiled gently at Lu Weixi, her eyes clean and clear, "Hello, Auntie, I am Ji Qingmeng, a friend of Qiao Yu. He was just joking, please don't take it seriously!"
Lu Weixi's gaze lingered on the two people who were behaving intimately for a few seconds, and her smile softened slightly. "Yes, Qiao Yu is so lucky to have a friend like you. Come on in!"
"Um!"
As Lu Weixi affectionately pulled Ji Qingmeng into the hall, Gong Qiaoyu's smile instantly cracked, and he raised his foot, grimacing and gasping for breath.
How can someone who seems so aloof and detached be so ruthless when it comes to stepping on others?
The hall was bustling with activity, as the younger members of the collateral branches of the Gong family sat together, chattering away. Gong Qiaoyu looked around but couldn't find Gong Ning. "Mom, where's A-Yun?"
"She's jet-lagged, she should go upstairs to rest now!" Lu Weixi saw Sang Mo standing to the side and gestured for her to come over. "Sang, this is Qiao Yu's friend, have someone prepare a room for her!"
"Yes, Madam!" Sang Mo understood Lu Weixi's gaze and responded with a smile.
Lu Weixi patted Ji Qingmeng's hand. "Qingmeng, rest for a bit. We'll have dinner together later. If you find it noisy downstairs, Qiao Yu can take you to his room!"
Ji Qingmeng responded softly, feeling a pang of nostalgia for the intimacy Lu Weixi had shown her.
In Shen Xiuyin's life, Lu Weixi almost played the role of a mother, giving him the warmth he lacked in his youth.
When Gong Qiaoyu was a child, he was always restless and jumping around. He would blame Gong Qiaoyu for all the trouble he caused, and he would get scolded for it. Thinking of this, Ji Qingmeng couldn't help but laugh.
Coming back here doesn't feel so bad after all!
***
Gong Ning took a nap, and when she woke up, it was already dusk. There was a gentle knock on the door. Gong Ning cleared her throat and said, "The door is unlocked, come in!"
Gong Qiaoyu came in with a glass of honey water and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Gong Ning, who was squinting and looking sleepy. "Still sleepy?"
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