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Meng Hui’s mouth was wide open in shock. “Didn’t they say that Brother Yan’s fiancée was uncouth and ugly? You call this ugly?”

Mu Xiao coughed awkwardly and stopped him from speaking.

Jing Yan stared at the things in her hands as she walked around them and went up to the second floor with the box.

Grandpa Jing was drinking tea in the living room on the second floor. When he saw her, he smiled. “Miaomiao, you’re finally here to see me. Let me see, have you lost weight?”

He Miao chuckled. “How am I thin? I’ve been drinking milk every day recently to replenish my nutrients. Grandpa, you don’t have to worry about me.”

The old man chuckled and nodded. He Miao handed him the bag in her hand. “Here are some desserts I made for you, Grandpa. Have a taste.”

“Oh? If Miaomiao is the one cooking, then Grandpa is in for a treat.” Grandpa Jing picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The osmanthus cake was sweet but not greasy, and very soft.

Grandpa Jing could not stop praising He Miao for her intelligence and skill. Then, he thought of Jing Yan and sighed. “It’s all Jing Yan’s fault. Miaomiao is so good, but that kid does not know how to cherish her.”

“Grandfather, it’s not his fault. It’s just that we’re not fated to be together. However, you’ll always be my grandfather.” He Miao diligently poured a cup of tea for the Old Master so that he could wash down the pastry in his mouth.

Grandpa Jing accepted it with a smile and asked kindly, “You must be curious why I want you to marry Jing Yan so much, right?”

He Miao pretended to be all ears. “Grandfather, are you willing to tell me?”

“Yes.” The old man’s gaze became distant, and the smile on his face faded as he recalled the past. A wave of sadness appeared on his face. “Back then, your grandfather and I were best comrades. At that time, we arranged a marriage between you and Jing Yan. Unfortunately, he sacrificed his life to save me.”

He looked at He Miao, feeling guilty. “I wanted to keep you by my side so that I could take care of you, but that Jing Yan...”

“Would he blame me for acting on my own?” Grandpa Jing asked, his eyes filled with tears.

He Miao shook her head. “I won’t. I know Grandfather cares for me. He values relationships and loyalty. I understand.”

Grandpa Jing smiled in relief. “Good girl, today is Jing Yan’s birthday. You young people can go and have fun together. Don’t mind me.”

“I like to be with Grandpa Jing.” As He Miao said this, she took out another piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to the old man. “Grandfather, if you like it, I’ll make some more for you in the future.”

“Alright.” Grandpa Jing really liked this girl, so he did not force her when he saw that she did not want to meet with Jing Yan and the others.

Jing Yan waited in the banquet hall on the third floor for a long time, but the woman still did not show up. He thought about it and realized that she was unwilling to come up.

He stood up abruptly. Mu Xiao, who was beside him adjusting the microphone, was startled by him.

“Brother Yan, where are you going?” Mu Xiao frowned as he looked at Jing Yan, who was walking out quickly, and called out to him anxiously.

Jing Yan did not stop walking. “I’ll go get Grandpa,” he said. Then, he turned and left the banquet hall without looking back.

He Wei felt that there was something wrong with Jing Yan’s actions. She wanted to follow him, but Mu Xiao quickly grabbed her arm. “I heard that Miss He’s singing is like a thing of beauty. Why don’t you sing the first song for us?”

“Alright.” She took the microphone and looked worriedly in the direction of the door, but in the end, she did not chase after him.

As soon as Jing Yan got to the second floor, he heard his grandpa and He Miao talking and laughing inside. His heart suddenly felt warm, and he unconsciously slowed down his steps, not wanting to disturb them.

“Did you make any good friends in your new major?” Grandpa Jing listened to her talk about her college life with a smile.

He Miao did not hide anything and patiently chatted with the old man. “Yes, my classmates are all very nice to me. The class monitor even invited me to watch a perfume-making competition next week!”

The old man smiled and nodded. “That’s good. It’s good that you’re willing to learn this. As long as you’re happy in school, I’ll be at ease.”

Class monitor?

Jing Yan furrowed his brows. He suddenly recalled the bits and pieces he had heard at the door of the classroom. He recalled the man who had approached He Miao several times and talked and laughed with him in front of him. Jing Yan’s bright face suddenly turned dark.

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