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  But... it's still broken in the end.

  Now in his mind is Tang Xiangxiang's clever smile, so he is more determined, "From now on, she is her, I am me, goodbye, just as relatives, nothing else."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around firmly and never looked back at the various roses blooming in the flower house, leaving Zhu Wenyi standing there with a stunned face.

  It was as if a century had passed when she picked up the phone that wasn't hung up beside her, and trembled to say, "Xin Nian, did... you hear me?"

  The woman sobbed uncontrollably and said, "Auntie, am I... am I very foolish?"

  "Alas..." She sighed, feeling extremely melancholic, "Perhaps, I should have told him the truth from the beginning."

  "No, I can't tell him, it will be a psychological burden for him to carry his whole life."

  "Alas, alas, in my heart." Zhu Wenyi stroked the smiling woman in the photo, surrounded by mist.

  Everything... seems to have gone back to the past already.

  ***

  In the teahouse, the old man is tasting tea and writing.

  Tang Mianmian saw the brush and thought of the old man making her copy Buddhist scriptures before, a kind of inexplicable familiarity came over her, she took the initiative to grind the ink, "Grandfather, do you have something for me?"

  "Okay, I'll talk to you later, I'm going to finish writing this version."

  The old man's handwriting is strong and powerful, at a glance you can tell he is a man of great skill.

  In Tang Xianxian's view, this is no different from those calligraphers' works.

  "Grandpa, your handwriting is really beautiful. When I was copying Buddhist scriptures back then, you didn't laugh at me, did you?" she said with a smile.

  The old man grunted twice, "Ugly to death."

  Tang Mianmian knew it would be this result and wasn't angry. "Then I'll practice more in the future."

  "This generation is really behind, now everyone only knows how to type on their phones, computers, and tablets, they're all so fast at typing, but many characters, they don't even know how to write anymore."

  The old man started talking about the principles, and it was a continuous stream. Tang Xiang could only nod in agreement, "Yes, yes, I also think it's too outdated. From now on, I'll practice writing every day. This is beneficial for us designers as well."

  "Yes, all art has commonality."

  "Yes." She smiled lightly.

  The old man wrote a draft and Tang Xiangxiang took the initiative to help him revise it.

  The old man sat down beside the tea table and began to sip his tea.

  Tang Mianmian quickly went over and made him a cup of tea.

  He also remembered the first time he made tea for his grandfather, being careful and courteous.

  After the first cup of tea, Old Master finally spoke up, "Mianmian is now married to Jue and has publicly announced it, she's now a member of the Long family, welcome to the Long family."

  "Thank you, Grandpa." She smiled politely.

  I was deeply moved, and Grandpa seriously told her about it once.

  It seems that being the head of the Long family is not as easy as it looks, having to take care of everything.

  She could almost imagine how heavy the burden that was about to be placed on Long Ye's shoulders would be.

  "Earlier, Grandpa said that when going out, one should be careful with words and actions, right?"

  "Uh-huh, I've always remembered." Tang Xiangxiang nodded heavily.

  Long Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Although it's not done very well, it's still considered reasonable. Grandpa gave 60 points, barely passing, need to work harder."

  "I will, Grandpa."

  "And another thing, in the future if you encounter any grievances outside, don't always endure it. As a member of the Long family, how can we let others bully us? You can tell Jue to handle it, or tell Grandfather, and he will also take care of it." The old man smiled warmly, completely different from the grandfather in Long Ye Chen's words.

  Maybe it's just different from myself.

  Tang Xianxian had always known and could feel it from her daily life.

  Grandpa is better than Long Ruo Shui.

  Otherwise, Long Ruo Shui wouldn't be so jealous of herself either.

  She nodded more emotionally, "Grandpa, I know, thank you Grandpa."

  "Uh, today's call, actually there's another matter." He slightly collected his smile and became somewhat cold.

  Tang Mi's heart tightened, and she felt a bit unaccustomed to such a change.

  Long Zhenfei didn't give her time to speak, and continued, "The way a husband and wife get along is based on trust. The two words 'trust' are easy to say, but hard to put into practice. I understand Jue, he's a very serious person. Since he has made his choice, you should believe in him, just like he believed in you before."

  "Uh-huh."

  This is also where Tang Xianxian was moved.

  Although she didn't understand why her grandfather wanted to tell her these things.

  "Alright, remember what you promised Grandpa today. You have to live up to the word 'trust'. Grandpa is waiting to give you a score later. Hopefully, it won't just be barely passing, got it?"

  "Okay, I'll definitely try to do better than last time." Tang Xiangxiang was full of confidence.

  Long Zhenfei nodded slightly.

  Long Ye had already found his way over and seeing the two chatting, he felt slightly relieved. "Grandfather, you're at it again, taking advantage of my absence to chat with my wife."

  "Is it still my granddaughter-in-law? Can't I?" The old man said with a stern face.

  "You have to ask me about that too."

  "What's with all these questions? Am I some kind of object?" Tang Xianxian couldn't help but protest.

  Long Ye nodded solemnly, "Of course."

  "Go ahead and show off." She secretly pinched him!

  "Dragon Night's teeth were chattering, 'Wife, give me some face, okay?'"

  "Alright, let's go eat, it's about time. Everyone is here today." The old man stood up and walked out, ignoring the flirting between the two of them.

  Tang Mianmian finally let go of Long Yejie, stuck out her tongue and said, "Long Yejie, so childish."

  "This is called N, don't say I'm childish!" He pulled her hand and followed behind.

  Yesterday I wore high heels and walked on a gravel road, which was very strenuous. Today I wore flat shoes and it felt very comfortable.

  Long Ye suddenly squatted down in front of her, "Come on, I'll carry you."

  "No need." She smiled and politely declined, pointing at her snow boots, "See, no roots."

  "What a pity! I thought I could have some tofu."

  “……”

  This man is really something!

  Long Yehou couldn't help but feel curious, "Wife, now that we're married, does it mean you don't care about appearances anymore?"

  "What does it mean?" She turned back to look at him, feeling that this sentence was inexplicable.

  What does it mean to have some dislike?

  They've just gotten married and he's already tired of her?

  This is also too much!

  Long Ye Jun pouted, "My point is, in the past, they would all wear high heels, dress up, put on some light makeup and so on. But look at myself now, no makeup, bare face. Of course, my wife's bare face is also very beautiful, leaving those stars far behind."

  "Any opinions?"

  "No. None." He hastily denied it.

  Tang Mianmian finally walked around him, "Let's go, it's time to eat, I'm starving. It's been a long time since I've had the old house's dishes, and I kind of miss them."

  "Roger!"

  "You little scamp."

  The dinner was sumptuous, and Tang Siyi chose what she liked to eat, fearing that if she felt like vomiting, it would affect the appetite of others.

  Long Yajue occasionally gave her dishes, that affectionate display made everyone present feel envious.

  Long Ruo Shui has returned from school, and her low-key demeanor has earned the respect of Long Ye Jue, who even gave her a reward.

  Let her go on winter vacation and then come to the company for an internship.

  Long Ruo Shui muttered, "Is this what they call a reward?"

  "Of course."

  She didn't say anything anymore.

  Long Ye looked at her with a profound gaze for a few moments before turning back to coax his wife.

  Long Yechen returned when everyone was almost done eating.

  Wang pulled him to add rice for him. He had always been taciturn in such situations, and he just looked at Tang Xiangxiang without saying anything.

  After dinner, Old Master went to the study with Long Ye to discuss something.

  Tang Mianmian guessed it was related to Jue Shi she met recently, and didn't follow him, but planned to walk back to Nianyuan by herself.

  Long Yechen finished his meal in a few mouthfuls and chased after her, "Sister-in-law, wait."

  Tang Mianniang wrapped herself in a thick scarf, with only her eyes visible on her small face. Under the lamplight, she looked exceptionally beautiful. "What's up?"

  Long Yechen flashed a hint of divine light, then came back to himself and opened his mouth, "This... is for you."

  A very delicate box.

  Tang Miyan was taken aback, "Why give me a gift?"

  "Happy New Year," he said.

  "Oh, thank you." It was originally a New Year's gift.

  The New Year's Day before was his wedding with Long Ye Jue, so no one mentioned anything about New Year's gifts.

  Just now when Long Ye Chen sent it over, she thought it was a wedding gift, but it turned out to be a New Year's gift.

  "I didn't even bring a gift, I'm so sorry." She smiled awkwardly.

  Long Yechen shook his head and hooked his lips. "No, the gift you gave me is still on me."

  He exposed the watch on his wrist.

  That was a birthday gift prepared by Tang Mi for him, and it was also carefully selected at that time.

  She smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

  "I like all of them."

  "Uh... I'm going back." Tang Xianxian didn't know what else to say, so she made an excuse to leave.

  Long Yechen didn't stay either, waving his hand, "Alright, let's go from here, there's less snow accumulation, so it won't be slippery."

  Tang Mianmian nodded and took two steps forward, then turned her head to look at Long Yechen who was still standing in the same place, "By the way, I haven't thanked you for what happened at the hospital last time, thank you."

  "I've already said you don't have to thank me, just come find me whenever you need help." Long Yechen stood in the snowy ground with a smile.

  At that moment, a scene flashed through Tang Mianmian's mind.

  As if behind him, a pair of huge wings unfolded.

  Like an angel, radiating holy light.

  Tang MiMi shook her head, laughing at her own strange idea.

  Can it still be on time?

  He actually imagined Long Yechen as an angel.

  She walked against the wind and went back to Nian Garden.

  Just back to Nianyuan, still haven't warmed up, Long Ye Jue is already back, Tang Xiang Xiang is snuggled in the sofa watching TV series, quiet and peaceful.

  Long Ye immediately hugged her as soon as he came in, chatting with her occasionally.

  But mostly it was Long Ye speaking, while Tang Xiang listened.

  Long Ye Jue was somewhat surprised at Xiao Po's quietness tonight, and asked with concern, "How come you're not spirited? I didn't mess with you last night, are you still thinking about me? That's why you're out of energy?"

  Tang Siyi's eyes welled up with tears, why did he always think of last night?

  "No, nothing." She replied with a hint of shyness, shifting her gaze elsewhere.

  Long Ye Jue laughed softly, "It seems my charm is not enough, I still need to work harder."

  "Hmph..." She gave the man a cold glance, running into such an annoying guy was really frustrating.

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