"Grandma, I have something to tell you that will definitely make you even happier,"
"Oh?" Madam Xiao's face was filled with anticipation.
He leaned in close to her ear and recounted events from five years ago.
"Really?"
"Absolutely correct."
"Well, it seems that you've had her in your grasp for quite some time, and Grandma supports you,"
Xiao Lijin smiled proudly.
"She hasn't remembered this yet, Grandma, so please don't drag me down."
"Don't worry!"
Everyone was standing there when suddenly someone arrived, asking them to make way. Lin Qing came with several vehicles, hauling various flower baskets and such.
Bai Qingzhu looked puzzled. What was this all about?
Lin Qing kept directing things and, after piling up all the flower baskets, had the items from the vehicles taken out—fortune cats, money trees, and the like—arranging everything nicely.
Everyone noticed that the name written was Xiao Lijin's, not the Xiao family's.
