Don't think of rebirth.

When Gu Qinghuan got into the Jiang family's car, he immediately noticed that Jiang Chuchu was not in good condition.

After all, Jiang Chuchu was still excitedly talking about what she would do when she arrived at Yu's house today last night, but now she looked listless, and the smile when she greeted her seemed forced. It was really abnormal.

She sat down next to Jiang Chuchu and pointed at her neck: "Look!"

Jiang Chuchu took a look and found the necklace she had given to Gu Qinghuan before.

Jiang Chuchu, who was originally depressed because of the dream, suddenly laughed: "You are still wearing this?"

"Yes!" Gu Qinghuan also smiled back, "Last time, I used this to choke those people so much that they were speechless. Wouldn't it be good to bring back the memory of being slapped in the face again?"

Jiang Chuchu grabbed Gu Qinghuan's hands, looked left and right, and commented: "It doesn't match your clothes."

Gu Qinghuan sighed: "Miss, this season, my wardrobe is full of round-neck sweatshirts. I have tried my best to find a V-neck that can show off my neck."

Round neck sweatshirts are so comfortable, convenient and easy to wear, and you don’t have to worry about wind blowing into your neck!

Jiang Chuchu looked at Gu Qinghuan critically and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, forget it this time. Next time we go shopping together, I'll pick out some other clothes for you."

The two chatted all the way, and Jiang Chuchu's mood improved a lot. She also realized that Gu Qinghuan was trying to divert her attention.

Sure enough, the dream was fake! Jiang Chuchu completely threw this dream out of her mind.

The Yu family’s residential area was soon reached. As soon as Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu got out of the car, Yu Xin ran out.

Gu Qinghuan felt a little relieved for a moment, thinking back to the last time she came to Yu's house, she saw Yu Xin running towards her after getting off the car.

But this time and that time, Yu Xin’s mentality was completely different.

"Qinghuan, Chuchu!" Yu Xin's eyes were bright, and she rushed over to hug them, "Welcome to my home!"

Thanks to Xia He's bombardment, Yu Xin can now calmly call out "my home".

The Yu of the Yu family is Yu Wenli’s Yu now, but he may not be Yu Jinxin’s Yu in the future.

Gu Qinghuan hugged her back: "I'm coming!"

Jiang Chuchu felt a little embarrassed, but seeing Yu Xin's expectant expression, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she finally accepted the hug obediently.

Yu Xin also noticed that Jiang Chuchu's movements were stiff, so she quickly let go of her hands after hugging them, and instead took them one by one and walked inside: "Come in quickly, it looks like it's going to rain."

The Jiang family's driver drove away, and when Jiang Chuchu wanted to go home, he would come back naturally.

All in all, this was Gu Qinghuan's first time entering the Yu family.

She didn't know much about decoration styles, and could only guess that the layout and decoration of the Yu family were European style based on general impression.

In terms of house size, the Jiang family's is definitely bigger. However, to Gu Qinghuan, they are all bigger than hers, so she won't deliberately compare the Yu family and the Jiang family.

Last time she met Yu Xin’s mother Cui Wanning, brother Yu Jinxin, and Yu Yuan. This time she saw another middle-aged man, who was Yu Xin’s father, Yu Wenli.

To be fair, Yu Wenli is not bad looking. He had his son Yu Jinxin at the age of 23 and his daughter Yu Xin at the age of 29. He is currently 45 years old.

For a man of this age, as long as he is of a decent height, is in good shape and doesn't have a beer belly, his head doesn't reflect light, and he dresses well, he can outperform most of his peers.

Yu Wenli has all these conditions, and he has been in a high position for many years, so he does have a certain bearing.

If one didn't know his attitude towards Yu Xin in advance, even Jiang Chuchu would have said that he looked like an outstanding entrepreneur who would appear in a financial magazine.

Before the three of them came in, Yu Wenli was sitting on the sofa, browsing something on his phone. When he saw them come in, Yu Wenli remained seated, but his eyes immediately moved over with a kind expression: "Xin, Yu Xin, are these your friends?"

Gu Qinghuan heard his hesitant pronunciation, probably wanting to call her a nickname like "Xinxin" to show closeness, but unfortunately he couldn't bring himself to say it.

She and Jiang Chuchu looked at each other. The latter obviously noticed this and pulled the corner of her lip towards her, as if she wanted to pout.

Gu Qinghuan looked at Yu Wenli again and smiled politely: "Hello uncle, I am Gu Qinghuan."

Jiang Chuchu followed closely behind: "I am Jiang Chuchu, hello."

Jiang Chuchu didn't want to call him "uncle" or "uncle".

Yu Wenli did not notice this title, mainly because in his opinion, as the daughter of the Jiang family, it was normal for Jiang Chuchu to look down on others.

Yu Xin nodded: "Then I will go to the room with my friends."

"Go ahead." Yu Wenli waved his hand at her, "If you need anything, just tell Lao Zhao."

Yu Xin took Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu upstairs.

As soon as the door opened, Gu Qinghuan immediately locked onto Zhima, who was curled up on the lazy sofa, and tiptoed over.

Jiang Chuchu first looked around the interior: the area...it's boring compared to this; the layout is okay, it should have been adjusted according to Xinbao's wishes, and it's quite spacious overall, probably to facilitate Zhima's activities.

Yu Xin closed the door and exhaled, "I thought he was going to ask Chu Chu all sorts of questions."

"No," Gu Qinghuan didn't touch the sesame seeds, but took out his mobile phone to take pictures without turning his head, "You see he didn't even stand up, probably because he didn't want to appear too attentive."

As soon as she opened her mouth, perhaps because she heard a voice other than Yu Xin's, Zhima suddenly raised her head, arched her back, and stared at her vigilantly with her ears perked up.

However, Gu Qinghuan stretched out her hand with her palm facing up and sucked on it a few times. Zhima sniffed her scent doubtfully again, but in the end she just continued to sit on the lazy sofa, staring at Gu Qinghuan without moving.

Gu Qinghuan didn’t forcefully touch the sesame, but withdrew his hand: “I seem to remember that I was one of the people who picked it up, but I still feel very unfamiliar with it.”

"Do you want to touch it?" Yu Xin came over and picked up the sesame seeds.

Zhima has grown a lot now, weighing about two kilograms. At this moment, he was being held by Yu Xin, completely motionless, with only a pair of eyes that showed confusion and ignorance.

Sesame: Although I don’t know what mom is going to do, she must have her reasons.

Gu Qinghuan tentatively stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the top of Zhima's head.

This time Zhima didn't dodge. Instead, his eyes narrowed and he flapped his ears a few times.

"So good." Jiang Chuchu also came over. She was more direct than Gu Qinghuan and reached out to scratch Zhima's chin.

This time Zhima was a little resistant. He twisted his neck, raised his head to look at Yu Xin for a while, then lowered his head again: I understand, Mom is showing off, and the cat needs to make Mom proud!