In the picture frame, there is a group photo of the Shen family couple and Shen Xiang. In the photo, Shen Xiang is only about ten years old, with two ponytails and a bright smile, held in Murong Shuang’s arms. Murong Shuang’s head is slightly tilted, gazing at her with eyes as gentle as water, treating her like the most precious treasure. The picture frame is very clean, spotless. Xia Mian was wiping the bookshelf when she paused, her gaze drawn to the bright-smiled girl in the picture frame. The more she looked, the more alarmed Xia Mian felt. In the photo, the bright-smiled girl’s brows bore seven or eight points of resemblance to Shen Man! Xia Mian’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately called out to Lu Zechuan. Lu Zechuan hurried over upon hearing, softly asking, "What’s wrong?" Xia Mian pointed at the picture frame and quietly asked, "Is this your mom?" Lu Zechuan stared at the frame for a while, his brows slightly furrowing, "My mom doesn’t have a mole in her forehead." After Shen Xiang passed away, Lu Zechuan missed her terribly and rarely visited Shen Xiang’s old residence. He had never discovered anything unusual about this photo! Xia Mian squinted her eyes and said gently, "If I remember correctly, Shen Man has a mole on her forehead, right?" Lu Zechuan’s eyes suddenly deepened, indeed, Shen Man has a mole on her forehead. "The girl in this photo looks only about a teenager; how old was Shen Man when she joined the Shen family?" Xia Mian pursed her lips, despite things having begun to clear up, they seemed murky once again. "Thirteen." Lu Zechuan’s thin lips parted, slowly uttering three words. At thirteen, his mother was abducted, and Shen Man was adopted by her grandparents. Xia Mian stared at the Shen family couple and the girl in the picture frame, speaking word by word, "Don’t you think the people in this photo look more like a real family?" Lu Zechuan said nothing, yet his face looked even grimmer. Xia Mian was right; anyone looking at this photo would feel the people in it were the true family! He raised his head and rubbed his brow, feeling a headache coming on. At that moment, footsteps echoed from downstairs, "Ah Chuan, are you inside?" Shen Fei had come to find them. Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian exchanged a glance, leaving the study and locking the door. Shen Fei appeared at the stairway, "Ah Chuan, dinner’s ready, come eat!" Shen Fei wore a smile that seemed a bit weary and fatigued. If not for searching for Lu Zechuan, he would never have wanted to step foot in this place again. Lu Zechuan replied with a hum, reaching out his hand to Xia Mian, "Let’s go eat!" Despite having many doubts in his heart, Lu Zechuan did not ask anything. The grandparents seemed off; things were not as simple as he had previously imagined. Xia Mian placed her hand in Lu Zechuan’s palm, gently tightening her grip around his hand. Feeling Xia Mian’s silent consolation, a wave of warmth flowed through Lu Zechuan’s heart. Meeting Xia Mian in this lifetime was a blessing he’d earned over several lifetimes. In the Shen family dining room, the jade table was laden with exquisite delicacies. The arrangement was undeniably grand. After washing their hands, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan sat down. Murong Shuang gave Xia Mian a deep glance, "Miss Xia, I had some misunderstandings about you before. If I’ve done anything to offend you, I ask for your forgiveness!" Xia Mian smiled calmly, "That’s alright. You’re Ah Chuan’s elder, so it’s natural to be more concerned about his matters." Xia Mian’s voice was gentle and her demeanor warm, making one feel as if bathed in spring breeze. Murong Shuang couldn’t help but show a bit of admiration, "Ah Chuan’s grandmother liked you quite a bit earlier; I thought she was crazy for wanting a granddaughter-in-law. Now, you indeed seem quite likeable." Murong Shuang’s eyes carried affection, and her gaze towards Xia Mian was tinged with less hostility. However, since seeing that photo in Shen Xiang’s study, Xia Mian no longer felt that Murong Shuang was as simple as she appeared. "Eat!" Shen Fei called to Lu Zechuan, "Ah Chuan, give your girlfriend more food. Look at the little girl, she’s so thin!" Lu Zechuan smiled, following along, quickly piling a hill of dishes in Xia Mian’s plate. "Eat well, little girl!" Lu Zechuan’s tone was tender, his eyes filled with an unmistaken affection. While all his relatives bore hidden intentions and schemed against each other, his Mianmian remained unwaveringly by his side. How wonderful! Xia Mian looked at the mound in front of her, feeling speechless yet amused. Is Lu Zechuan raising a pig? However, why were the dishes he picked for her all the ones she liked? She hadn’t even told Lu Zechuan what she actually liked to eat, had she? Xia Mian’s thoughts wandered as she ate, admitting the Shen family’s chef was indeed skilled! Xia Mian ate with satisfaction, her small mouth gleaming with grease, truly resembling a little gluttonous pig. Lu Zechuan glanced at her, a smile tugging at his lips. Though many bore malice towards him in this world, so what? As long as Xia Mian was there, his world still held light! Feeling Lu Zechuan’s gaze, Xia Mian was slightly embarrassed. She picked up her chopsticks and casually placed a piece of food in Lu Zechuan’s plate. Only when she had placed the food in Lu Zechuan’s plate did she realize she had used her own chopsticks, not the communal ones. But Lu Zechuan seemed unconcerned, lowering his head and eating all the food Xia Mian had given him. Murong Shuang watched as Lu Zechuan ate oil wheat slowly, her eyes incredulous, "Ah Chuan... don’t you, not eat oil wheat?" Lu Zechuan didn’t lift his head, muttering, "I’m eating it today." Murong Shuang raised her eyebrows, wow, even picky eating changes with time, place, occasion? The meal ended with both Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian feeling content. By the time dinner was over, it was already entirely dark outside. Lu Zechuan didn’t linger, taking Xia Mian and standing up to say goodbye. It was only after the car left the Shen family estate that Murong Shuang asked Shen Fei a seemingly casual question, "Did Ah Chuan go to Ah Xiang’s little building today?" Shen Fei responded lightly, "Yes, he took that girl there with him." Murong Shuang murmured an indifferent "oh," then silently rose, "I’m tired, I’ll go rest." Shen Fei was silent for a moment, slowly releasing a "good" word. Ever since Shen Xiang’s death, he hadn’t set foot in that little building for a long time. Today, seeing Lu Zechuan emerge from it, he felt something was different about Lu Zechuan, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Did Lu Zechuan discover something inside the building? Shen Fei closed his eyes, letting thousands of thoughts slip from his mind. "Back to the Lu family?" Lu Zechuan asked. Xia Mian grunted in assent, then called Song Juan, letting her know. Driving to the Lu family estate, as soon as she exited the car, Xia Mian felt something was different about the place today. Inside and outside the villa, lights blazed, and silvery laughter spilled from the hall. Xia Mian glanced suspiciously at Lu Zechuan, "Did your family have guests?" Lu Zechuan furrowed his brow; who would visit the Lu family at this hour?