Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

The sky slightly darkened, the east wind grew brisk, the sunset slanted, a tree of peach blossoms had bloomed for several days.

Si Yushan stood in the courtyard, hands on his waist, still worrying about Si Qingxiao’s visit to the Jiang Family, afraid that she might face some grievances or feel uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chengsi was driving with Si Qingxiao, and they were almost at the Jiang Mansion. Originally, she wasn’t worried, as she’d met everyone from the Jiang Family at Jiang Xiaowai’s full-month banquet. But she hadn’t revealed her identity then, which felt deceptive; as they neared, she became increasingly apprehensive.

”Afraid?” The car stuck in traffic, Jiang Chengsi turned to look at her.

Si Qingxiao wore a black dress today, appearing particularly formal.

”Yes,” she nodded in response.

”Actually, you’ve met everyone at home before, no need to be afraid. I’m here.” Jiang Chengsi held her hand to reassure her.

As the car drove into the Jiang Family estate, upon entering the courtyard, Si Qingxiao instinctively took in her surroundings, her attention caught by a crooked-necked tree.

”Why is that tree crooked? Blown by the wind? Why wasn’t it straightened?” This little crooked-necked tree, among all the sleek and upright trees, stood out uniquely.

”It was crooked from the start.”

”Can’t it be replanted?”

”The entire trunk is crooked. Replanting would be futile. My brother has a mild obsession; every time he sees this tree, he wants to uproot it entirely.”

”Then why wasn’t it removed?”

”It’s Xiaowu and his wife’s love tree, planted when she was pregnant, claiming it would witness their love and grow with the child, and it turned out this way.”

”Haha——” Si Qingxiao couldn’t help but laugh.

As the car entered the courtyard, the Jiang Family was aware, and as the two got out of the car, a servant came to help carry gifts, while the old lady personally greeted them.

She had always thought Si Qingxiao was nice, and seeing her with Jiang Chengsi now made her even more pleased, her eyes lingering on her as if unable to look away.

”Grandma, hold back a bit, don’t scare her,” Jiang Jinsang reminded.

”What nonsense, how would I scare her?” The old lady said, already smiling as she approached.

”Hello, Grandma Jiang.” Si Qingxiao greeted first, previously she was Tang Wan’s client, but now being Jiang Chengsi’s girlfriend, felt somewhat reserved.

”Grandma, this is Xiaoxiao.” Jiang Chengsi introduced them.

”Great, great.” The old lady was nearly pulling her hand to examine her top to bottom but worried being too enthusiastic might scare her, she pointed to the house, ”You must be tired from the ride, come in quickly, dinner will be ready soon.”

”Okay.” Si Qingxiao wasn’t one to shy away from socializing; she was just particularly concerned about the Jiang Family’s impression of her, making her more reserved and cautious.

The old lady kept glancing at her, complimenting intermittently, saying she looked very beautiful.

Si Qingxiao blushed faintly embarrassed.

She had thought once inside, she might meet Tang Wan, with whom she was somewhat familiar, to feel more at ease, but unexpectedly, waiting for her was...

A living room full of people.

And all were men.

Fan Mingyu and Shen Zhixian were cooking in the kitchen, Tang Wan was still upstairs coaxing the child, hadn’t come down, while Jiang Zhenhuan and a few Jiang brothers sat in the living room, all in suits, she greeted each politely.

”Don’t stand, have a seat.” The old lady took advantage of inviting her, instantly seating her by her side.

Jiang Chengsi had wanted to follow, but the old lady gave him a look:

You go away!

”They’re here——” Fan Mingyu and Shen Zhixian came out from the kitchen, and Si Qingxiao hurried to greet them.

”No need to be formal, sit first, dinner will be ready soon.” Fan Mingyu smiled.

”Let me help you.”

”No need, there’s not much left to do, almost done.”

Si Qingxiao was meeting her boyfriend’s family for the first time, truly not knowing what to do. Soon, Tang Wan came downstairs with the child, accompanied by Jiangjiang, Taotao.

”Fourth Uncle.” The two little ones greeted Jiang Chengsi, usually Jiangjiang would run over, but today was noticeably well-behaved.

”Ahem——” Shen Zhixian gestured to the little ones to call out.

Actually, Jiangjiang and Taotao had already noticed Si Qingxiao, Jiangjiang grinned at her.

Si Qingxiao just returned his smile, then heard him call out in a soft, sweet voice:

”Hello, Fourth Aunt.”