On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I was going to my grandma's house to visit relatives. Ye Yixing went to my grandma's house after having breakfast with my grandparents in Lantingju.
He arrived earlier than Ye Muyi and Xia Song. Song Jia and Xia Jingze had not seen their eldest grandson for half a year, so they pulled him and asked him about everything.
"Bao'er, have you talked to grandma about having a girlfriend?" Song Jiaren was concerned about her eldest grandson's emotional problems.
Ye Yixing didn't hide it from his grandparents, and naturally he wouldn't hide it from his grandparents either. He said honestly: "Let's talk."
"Really!" Song Jiaren's eyes lit up: "What kind of girl is she? Do you have a photo? Let grandma see."
Ye Yixing took out his mobile phone and showed them Luo Suian's photo.
"It's so beautiful. Look at it, Jingze. It matches our Yi Xing family." Song Jiaren showed it to Xia Jingze again.
Xia Jingze glanced at it and said in agreement: "It's a good match. Which school does the little girl go to?"
Ye Yixing did not try to beautify Luo Sui'an, but told her situation truthfully.
"To be able to meet again after eight years of losing contact is simply a God-given fate." Song Jiaren didn't care at all whether Luo Suian's family background was good or whether his academic qualifications were in the unified examination. She felt that the two children were closely connected.
Xia Jingze also felt that there was no one else who had this fate. Besides, the little girl studied fashion design. Isn't it a coincidence that her mother-in-law would be a fashion designer in the future.
"It's so good, so good. When will you bring it back to grandma to see?" Song Jiaren asked happily.
"What can I bring back to you?" Xia Song heard this as soon as he came in and asked.
Song Jiaren said: "I will be your future daughter-in-law."
"What daughter-in-law?" Xia Song was confused.
Ye Muyi was also confused: "When did we have a daughter-in-law?"
"You still don't know that Yixing is dating a girlfriend?" Xia Jingze asked, looking at the confused faces of the couple.
The couple collectively shook their heads, and then looked at Ye Yixing collectively.
Ye Yixing could only tell Luo Suian again.
"Luo Suian?" Xia Song and Ye Muyi looked at each other. The name sounded familiar.
Ye Yixing reminded Ye Muyi: "You met her when you were a child. Her family was the richest man in Baicheng at that time, and others called her the little princess of Baicheng."
"It's her." Ye Muyi suddenly remembered it, mainly because the little girl had such a deep impression on her that he could still remember the little girl's quirky appearance.
The title of Little Princess of Baicheng also made Xia Song feel right. She had never met Luo Sui'an, but she had heard Ye Muyi mention it.
"How long have you been talking about?" Xia Song asked calmly, "Why didn't you tell us earlier?"
Ye Yixing said: "I didn't find a suitable opportunity."
Xia Songcai didn't believe it.
But she didn't expose it and joked: "No wonder he ran away on New Year's Eve. He can't keep his son when he grows up."
"Don't blame her. She had a birthday on New Year's Eve, but her father died on that day eight years ago, so she never had a birthday again. I just went over to say happy birthday to her in person." Ye Yixing didn't want his mother to have any objections to Luo Suian because of this.
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"Listen," Xia Song said angrily, "What did I say? Your mother, I am that kind of person."
"Of course you are not." Ye Yixing quickly coaxed: "I just think I need to explain."
"Okay, why are you teasing him?" Song Jiaren patted her daughter and then looked at Ye Muyi: "I'll tell you first, don't get involved in this matter. It's rare for a girl to catch Yi Xing's eye."
Ye Muyi immediately raised his hand and promised: "Mom, I promise not to interfere."
Song Jiaren looked at Xia Song again.
Xia Song was helpless: "I won't interfere either."
Song Jiaren was only satisfied with the couple's guarantee.