From the rucksack, Qi Youxuan pulled out a packet of sunflower seeds, a bag of broad beans, and a bag of popcorn. "Grandpa, Grandma, have some of these."
"Good boy! Youxuan is five this year right?" Yu Qianying was very pleased—her eyes crinkled as she smiled.
"That's correct. He'll be attending elementary school next year," Guan Liya replied.
Yu Qianying looked around and only saw the few of them. She asked, "Chengyue is not coming?"
"She…" Guan Liya smiled awkwardly and told the truth, "No matter what, Song Yu and Jian Yi had a past together. I was worried that having them today would make things uncomfortable."
Yu Qianying was uncertain if the words were sincere or Guan Liya was hinting at something else. "There's nothing to be awkward about. When we were bankrupt, Jian Yi helped us a lot. It's fate that we're becoming relatives now."
"Haha!" Guan Liya laughed dryly and did not comment any further.
