As Zhong Yuan listened, he took notes. "Little Pear, I must say, you're really smart. Xiaoxiao will definitely be clever in the future!"
Jiang Xiaoli said with a smile, "Brother Yuan, please don't spoil the child. I can't bear it if Xiaoxiao doesn't do well in school in the future."
"Impossible!" Zhong Yuan capped his pen and waved his hand. "Before I met you, I thought Brother Zong was the smartest person I'd ever met. But after meeting you, I realized you're the smartest person I've ever met!"
She glanced at Zong Jiayu, who had just returned home, outside the study. "Oh? Brother Yuan, do you think I'm smarter than Ayu?"
Zhong Yuan said very seriously, his eyes clear, "Yes!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a "tsk" came from behind him.
Zhong Yuan quickly turned around, met Zong Jiayu's gaze, and then looked back at Jiang Xiaoli.
Jiang Xiaoli grinned happily, but kept her head down, playing with her fingers and refusing to look at him.
Helpless, Zhong Yuan could only chuckle a few times, "Brother Zong, you're back pretty early today, huh? Old Qiao didn't dawdle today?"
Zong Jiayu chuckled as he looked at his cowardly expression. "Yeah, he's been pestering Wen Yan these past two days."
In July, Quan Wenyan and Ruan Jiajia came to China.
Quan Wenyan has officially joined "Yujia Technology" as the chief game art designer for the "Arrow of Ice" project.
Ruan Jiajia occasionally works as an art director at "Jiang's Entertainment," which is quite relaxing and comfortable for her.
Zong Jia had promised them half a month of sketching time every three months from the beginning.
They had just returned from a sketching trip a couple of days ago, and Jonathan was glued to the whole banquet every day, wishing he could become Siamese twins with him.
Zhong Yuan couldn't help but shudder. "That old Joe is such a clingy person. None of his programmers have this problem!"
“Hehe,” Zong Jiayu explained, “Jonathan just wants to perfect things.”
Whether it was pestering Zong Jia to improve the game design or pestering Quan Wenyan to demand exquisite graphics, it all stemmed from Jonathan's unwillingness to accept defeat after his failure with "Desperate Assault".
He hoped to redeem himself through the "Arrow of Mystic Ice," partly to show his former partners that he had succeeded, and partly to convince himself that coming to China was the right decision.
Jiang Xiaoli sighed upon hearing this, "Jonathan has had a tough time too. He came to see Xiaoxiao a while ago, and I felt he had lost a lot of weight."
Zong Jia nodded. "Don't worry, everything will be fine after 'Arrow of Mystic Ice' is released."
"When do you plan to launch?" she asked.
Zong Jiayu thought for a moment, "Around June next year, or at the latest by the end of next year."
Jiang Xiaoli smiled and nodded. If it's next year, then it will be almost 6 years earlier than the launch date of "Mystic Ice Arrow" in her previous life.
So much has changed in this world, and in the future, we can no longer rely on the past; we must seize the present.
Just then, Aunt Tian came over and knocked on the door. "Sir, Madam, Mr. Zhong, dinner is ready."
The three of them arrived at the restaurant together. Zhong Yuan greeted Li Guizhi and then said goodbye, "Auntie, Brother Zong, Little Li, I won't stay for dinner. I'll eat at home."
Jiang Xiaoli chuckled, "Brother Yuan, Xin Xin has been so busy lately, she probably isn't home yet."
"Haha," Zhong Yuan said nonchalantly, "It's okay, if Xin Xin doesn't come home, I'll have dinner with my mother-in-law!"
Li Guizhi became interested. "Haha, A Yuan, when are you and Xin Xin planning to get married?"
Zhong Yuan scratched his head. "We originally planned to talk about marriage a year after Xin Xin's father's incident, but we've both been too busy lately. I was thinking we could have a proper talk about it when we have some free time during the Chinese New Year."
He added, "Xin Xin mentioned before that she wanted to have a wedding with Xiao Yue. I don't know what she thinks now, but I'll listen to her."
On the day Chang Yue received her graduation certificate, Da Fu couldn't wait to discuss marriage with Chang Yue and her parents.
They finally decided to register their marriage in March next year and hold their wedding in Kyoto on April 10th.
Li Guizhi smiled and said, "Then you should go back and have a good talk with Xin Xin and Xin Xin's mother. It would be a joyous occasion if the two of you got married together!"
Zhong Yuan nodded, "Okay, I understand. Auntie, please eat quickly, or the food will get cold. I'll be going now."
The conversation he started didn't end after he left. Li Guizhi asked with concern, "Xiao Li, why haven't we heard anything from Chengcheng and Zhiyi?"
Jiang Xiaoli chuckled, "Mom, you seem to have a lot on your mind these days. Do you know any young men you could introduce to them?"
“There isn’t a suitable one.” But she added, “Someone asked me for Zhiyi’s contact information the other day, but I didn’t give it to them.”
She widened her eyes in surprise, "Who is it? Do I know them?"
"That's the son of the family in house number 9 in our neighborhood! He came to see Xiaoxiao with his mother a while ago!"
Jiang Xiaoli's mind went blank. "I have no recollection of it."
Zong Jia whispered a reminder, "It's that bow tie."
The moment she remembered, she choked on a mouthful of soup and coughed incessantly.
She didn't know who lived in number 9, but she remembered them when they mentioned bow ties.
While she was still in postpartum confinement, many neighbors came to her door to bring gifts and offer their congratulations.
The most outstanding one is this man in the bow tie.
It was clearly just a neighborly visit, but he insisted on wearing a tuxedo and a bow tie.
It is said that he studied in Great Britain and only speaks English. Speaking Chinese is like a death sentence for him.
Jiang Xiaoli was speechless. "It's right not to give it to someone like that! It's too bizarre!"
Li Guizhi couldn't help but laugh, "Yes, I refused on the spot. It's like they're putting on a show all the time."
As the three of them were chatting, a deafening cry came from the nursery.
Jiang Xiaoli stood up and patted Zong Jiayu on the shoulder, "Your daughter's voice is too powerful for her to be a soprano."
Zong Jia chuckled lightly, "If Xiaoxiao likes it, I'll hire the best teacher for her in the future."
She could only roll her eyes at this doting father before heading towards the nursery, with Zong Jiayu following behind her.
Aunt Fang was laying the baby down to change her diaper. "It's nothing, the baby is just uncomfortable after waking up. Changing the diaper will make her feel better."
Jiang Xiaoli disinfected her hands before walking to the crib. Xiaoxiao waved her hands excitedly when she saw her.
She extended her index finger, and the little girl immediately grasped it, giving her a satisfied, toothless smile.
Seeing this, Aunt Fang smiled and said, "Look, Xiaoxiao smiles as soon as she sees her mother, how well-behaved!"
Zong Jia stood on the other side of the crib. No matter how he tried to attract his daughter's attention, the little girl's eyes were only fixed on her mother.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but pick up her daughter and kiss her, "Haha, Xiaoxiao is really Mommy's darling little baby!"
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