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Jing'an Courtyard Villa Hall

"Chu Chu, did you buy all those skirts for me?"

Not long after Zhao Chuyu was carried back to the Qi family's old house by Qi Jinan, she received a call from Bai Lulu.

The other party's hidden excitement was about to overflow from the electric current.

Lady Zhao smiled as she looked at the empty living room and replied with a chuckle, "Well, I bought it. Do you like it?"

"I like it, Chuchu, I love you so much."

Bai Lulu received the gift she liked most. Her usually sweet mouth became even sweeter than before, and the words she spoke seemed so sweet that they were free of charge.

"Chu Chu, do you think I have been successfully supported by you?"

Zhao Chuyu, wearing fluffy warm slippers, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, and heard these words with a smirk filled with joy coming from the mobile phone.

She looked through the glass window at the snowflakes falling in the night sky, her eyebrows slightly curved, "If I want to support Miss Bai Lulu, I still need to work harder."

Before the white girl on the other end of the phone responded, she added, "Besides, your male god Qi won't give me this opportunity."

When they were at Nanjing University, on the rare occasions when they were threesomes, she clearly felt the resentment emanating from Qi Zixuan.

It was obvious that he disliked her for being a third wheel in their relationship, and was jealous that she "monopolized" Lulu.

The teasing voice coming into the phone made Bai Lulu squeal like a pig in surprise.

"Ahhh, Chuchu, you even took the initiative to joke with me. It's different when you're in a relationship. You're getting sweeter and more humorous."

Love does have magical power that can slowly change a person's mood.

She laughed and continued, "Chu Chu, Qi Zixuan and I will start our fifteen-day trip abroad at twelve o'clock tonight. Is there anything you need me to bring back?"

The younger sister was not interested in traveling abroad, so she never invited anyone out, as she didn't want to make things difficult for her.

Zhao Chuyu stretched out her fingertips and lightly touched the light on the glass window, "Yes, safe ups and downs, Lulu, have a happy vacation."

She has no material demands and has everything she needs. There is no need to bring things back from abroad, and domestic products are no worse than foreign ones.

I just wish my good sisters a safe takeoff, a safe landing, a safe journey and a happy time.

Bai Lulu also knew that Zhao Chuyu was "detached from the world" and had a life attitude of being content with having enough food and clothes, so she smiled and continued, "Well, okay, Chuchu, have a nice vacation."

After the call ended, Zhao Chuyu touched the screen with her slender fingertips again and dialed the landline of the South City Sanatorium.

Even though she was thousands of miles away in Kyoto, she never forgot to call frequently to ask about Grandma Jiang's recent situation.

After the call was connected, it was quickly picked up, "Hello, is this Xiaochu?"

The loving voice of an elderly person came slowly from the receiver, filled with love for his little granddaughter.

"Yes, it's me, Grandma." The light in Zhao Chuyu's eyes was very soft, and she asked softly: "Grandma, what delicious food did you eat tonight?"

This is the question she always asks the elderly. She wants to know whether the food is good or not, or whether she has eaten well. Also, it allows her mother-in-law to activate her brain and recall what she did that day.

A few days ago, Director Tang from the nursing home called her and told her that Grandma Jiang was suspected of having Alzheimer's disease and was still under further observation.

Alzheimer's disease, commonly known as senile dementia.

Granny Jiang seemed to understand her granddaughter's intentions. She recalled and said, "Tonight we have steamed frog fish, spinach and egg rolls... garlic and broccoli, and... yam and lotus soup. Has Xiaochu eaten yet?"

The old man thought for a long time before he finished speaking.

Zhao Chuyu held back the sour feeling in her nose, suppressed the worry in her heart, and let a gentle smile spread across her lips.

"Yes, I have. I eat well every day. Mother-in-law should also listen to the doctors and nurses and eat well."

She actually hadn't had dinner yet, so Qi Jinan carried her to the sofa in the living room where the heater had been turned on, and asked her to wait there for a while while he went to get dinner.

However, more than ten minutes had passed and he hadn't come back yet, and the guess in my heart seemed to be about to surface.

Just when she was still wondering if he was cooking, Granny Jiang's words came through the phone with a smile, "Well, OK, Granny will eat well."

Zhao Chuyu changed her hand to hold the phone, "Mother-in-law, tomorrow is the winter solstice. I may not be able to make it back in time to celebrate the festival with you."

According to the weather forecast, there will be a significant drop in temperature across the country tomorrow, accompanied by heavy snow. Airports are very likely to be closed and planes will not be able to take off.

Granny Jiang was not someone who didn't understand things, she smiled gently and said:

“Well, Xiaochu, it’s okay, don’t worry about grandma, everything is fine with grandma here.

The nurse told me that there will be many activities suitable for the elderly tomorrow. My mother-in-law will not be lonely here.

Xiaochu, remember to eat dumplings tomorrow. Eating dumplings on the winter solstice will keep your ears from freezing."

This is what the older generation says, and before you know it, the old man started babbling.

Granny Jiang is Jiang Yiren. From childhood to old age, she has the habit of eating dumplings every winter solstice.

Zhao Chuyu was born in Yangcheng. During the years she lived with her mother, she ate glutinous rice balls (tangyuan), which were sweet dumplings. It was not until Granny Jiang picked her up from the cold lake and brought her home that she gradually understood the differences in food between the north and the south.

She never let an old lady down, and smiled, "Well, grandma, I won't forget it. I will definitely remember to eat dumplings in the future."

The grandmother and granddaughter chatted for a long time before hanging up the phone.

Zhao Chuyu glanced at the time on her mobile phone. Almost half an hour had passed and Qi Jinan had not returned yet.

He glanced at the dim yellow street lights outside through the glass window, then turned and walked to the sofa, put on his coat, hat and gloves, took measures to keep warm, and walked out of the villa.

The bodyguard waiting outside saw the hostess coming out and immediately bent down, "Miss, it's cold outside and the roads are slippery. If you need anything, you can always tell me."

This is Fifth Master's precious baby. They can't afford it if anything goes wrong.

Zhao Chuyu pursed her lips and said coldly, "I'm going to the kitchen."

As she had just arrived, she was not clear about the exact location of the kitchen, so in order to avoid taking the wrong path or accidentally entering some place she shouldn't, she still had to ask the bodyguard to lead the way.

The hostess spoke, and the bodyguard dared not disobey. He could only bite the bullet and bow his head to respond, "Yes, Miss, please come this way."

Another bodyguard immediately opened an umbrella, kept his distance, and held it high above Zhao Chuyu's head to prevent the snowflakes from falling on her.

Only by walking on the bluestone road can you experience firsthand how low the temperature is at this time.

Even though she was wrapped tightly, the wind blowing on her face still made her sneeze.

When she passed by the main building, she was spotted by Mr. Qi who was standing at the gate in a military coat.

The old man held his cane tightly in his hand.

The old butler standing next to him also caught a glimpse of that gorgeous figure, and also caught a glimpse of his master's excited expression as he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He considered it again and again, and said, "Master, do you need to invite Madam Five to have dinner here?"

Mr. Qi struggled with his thoughts for a while, but couldn't help but say, "Go, don't force me, follow Chu Yu's opinion."

The implication is that you can try to invite her, but if the other party shows hesitation, give up and don't let your daughter-in-law be unhappy in the slightest.

"Yes, sir."

The old housekeeper ran out of the yard in the snow, "Fifth Madam, please stay."

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