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The Qi family's old house is located in Qilin Mountain, facing north and south, with beautiful scenery.

Zhao Chuyu sat alone in the elegantly decorated greenhouse, looking at the setting sun outside the glass window.

It is very quiet here, with only the sound of water dripping on pebbles.

After leaving the banquet hall, Qi Jinan took her to the detached villa next to the main building.

He said he had some things to deal with and asked her to rest here for a while, or walk around and relax.

He also told her that this was where he used to live and it was his territory, and no one could come in and disturb him without permission.

There are bodyguards surrounding it, so it's very safe.

She didn't know what he was going to do, and didn't want to cause trouble for him, so she could only listen to him, stay here and wait for him.

The villa is very large. The three-story European and American style building does not look out of place with the old Western-style building next to it, and the exterior looks quite compatible.

Perhaps because no one has lived here for many years, although every place is spotlessly clean, tidy and tidy, and the heating is turned on in advance, it still gives people a cold atmosphere.

She walked around the living room on the first floor and came to the greenhouse built in the front yard.

This glass house looks very new and is decorated in a very warm style. There are bamboo scenery, rockery, and a small waterfall inside, and every detail is poetic and picturesque.

It doesn't look like Qi Jinan's work.

The color elements he likes are either black and gray or dull colors.

She seldom saw him wearing white clothes, except for some couple outfits.

At the banquet, she heard Mr. Qi San say that Qi Jinan had not been back for many years, and this time he came back, he could stay at home for a few more days, so that everyone could celebrate the winter solstice together.

With a little thought, one can guess that this place must have been arranged by someone else.

Zhao Chuyu sat quietly on a golden nanmu chair covered with pure white fox fur, recalling how the Qi family got along with each other in the banquet hall dozens of minutes ago.

Today is Mr. Qi’s 90th birthday. There were not many decorations at the scene, and apart from the men of the Qi family, no one was seen giving gifts.

It can be seen that it was just as Mr. Qi San said in Miaojiang, it was just a simple family dinner.

Just when she was still wondering why there was such a big age gap between Qi Jinan and his brothers, a child's voice filled with joy came from outside.

"Great-uncle, great-uncle..."

The calls, each louder than the last, caught her attention.

Then, he turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

He is a cute little boy.

There were bodyguards guarding outside and he couldn't get in, so he stood by the iron fence, made a trumpet shape with his hands, put them to his mouth, and jumped and shouted loudly at her who was sitting in the glass greenhouse, to attract her attention.

I have to say, this trick was quite effective. At least it made her notice him.

But, great-uncle?

Is she that high level?

Zhao Chuyu stretched out her index finger, feeling a bit amused and helpless, and looked at the little child outside the fence. She pointed at herself and asked silently, "Is he calling her?"

Qi Jiayi finally got a response from his great-uncle grandmother. His excitement was beyond words. He nodded rapidly, "Yes, it's you, great-uncle grandmother."

The little brat's loud voice, which he didn't conceal at all, had already attracted the attention of the bodyguards.

It was only because he was a member of the Qi family that he didn't go too far.

At this time, he was trying to disturb the peace of his future wife, so he had to take corresponding measures.

The captain of the bodyguards stepped forward and said, "Young Master, no noise is allowed here. This is not a place for fun. Please leave immediately."

Qi Jiayi is sweet-spoken and courageous. Compared with other great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren of the Qi family, he is definitely more favored.

He often came back to the Qi mansion on his own initiative to chat with the old man and make him happy.

When his great-grandfather came to supervise the renovation of the glass greenhouse, he also offered suggestions.

Although I have only been there twice, I am definitely more familiar with it than my great-uncle and grandmother who are here for the first time.

Besides, he had something very important to say to his great-uncle grandmother, so how could he just leave like that?

His quick mind turned, and without responding to the bodyguard's words, he said happily to the beautiful fairy who had walked out of the glass house and was walking towards him:

"Grandma, I have something to tell you. Can you ask the bodyguard to let me in?"

He kept in mind: polite children are always more popular.

Zhao Chuyu, who had never shown any interest in children, couldn't help but walk out when he saw that he was about to be "driven away" by the bodyguards.

Just as he was about to reach the iron fence, he heard Qi Jiayi's words and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Are all the children in the Qi family so outgoing?

However, if you want to know more about the Qi family, you should be able to find out something by starting with this child.

For example, why are there only men at today’s family dinner?

Apart from her, there was no other woman.

She knew that he had a genetic defect and would feel physically uncomfortable when seeing the opposite sex.

But why did Qi Jinan lose control of his emotions that day and smash the glass in the bathroom with his bare hands?

Although the child in front of me looks very young, the intelligence between his eyebrows and eyes is inconsistent with his age.

Zhao Chuyu looked at the captain of the bodyguards and said coldly, "Please let him in."

The hostess spoke, how could the bodyguard dare not disobey, and responded respectfully, "Yes."

When Qi Jiayi got the chance to enter, he immediately went around to the main gate, ran into the front yard, passed the fountain, and went straight to his great-uncle's grandmother who was standing on the cobblestone path.

The temperature in the evening is lower than that at noon. The baby's chubby face, slightly flushed by the cold wind, is showing a smile as bright as the sun.

"Grandma, I'm here."

Zhao Chuyu seemed to be infected by his smile, and her lips curled up, "Why do you call me great-uncle?"

This title represents the number of generations between us.

When Qi Jiayi saw up close a face that was a hundred times more beautiful than the beautiful sister from yesterday, he almost couldn't walk and was immersed in the beauty.

In order to avoid being labeled a "little scoundrel" and losing the opportunity to talk to his great-uncle's grandmother, he immediately looked away and answered in a clear and logical manner:

"Because you are my great-uncle's wife. My great-uncle is my great-grandfather's fifth brother. My great-grandfather is my great-grandfather, my father's father's father.

Actually, I didn’t understand it at first. Later, my father told me that the reason why my great-uncle was so young was because he was born when my great-grandfather was 60 years old.

My great-grandfather is my great-grandfather’s father and my great-uncle Qi Jinan’s father.

My great-grandfather had only five sons in his life, and each son had a different biological mother. The time intervals between their births were quite large, so their ages varied greatly.

Grandma, do you understand what I am saying?"

Worried that his young and beautiful great-aunt might not understand, he always tried to explain things in the simplest words.

It was the first time that Zhao Chuyu was questioned by a child about her low IQ. She couldn't understand and couldn't help but laugh with her hands covering her mouth.

"Okay, I see. You explained it in detail. What's your name? How old are you? You're so smart."

Being praised by a person who was more beautiful than a fairy, the little boy almost felt flattered. He immediately coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be a mature and steady adult, and said solemnly:

"Great-uncle, my name is Qi Jiayi, you can call me Jiayi, I am six years old."

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