Being called out again, Tu Yingying finally understood what was going on, and she grabbed Tu Meijiao’s hand, saying, "Auntie, I’m not sick, I don’t want to go back to the room!" "Go back first!" Tu Meijiao whispered. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩 Tu Yingying shook her head and looked at Lu Qingyuan, "Uncle Lu, I’m not sick, please don’t drive me away!" "So noisy!" Little Bun grumbled impatiently, and immediately someone came forward to drag Tu Yingying to the western room. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for Tu Meijiao, hearing Tu Yingying’s struggling cries, she could only sit afar, clenching her fists, and finally pinching Lu Xinguo’s hand fiercely. "Wife, why are you pinching me? It hurts!" Lu Xinguo’s reaction was indeed strong. Tu Meijiao glared at him and whispered, "Useless thing!" "Auntie, Auntie, save me!" Tu Yingying’s frantic shouts were loud, and although she seemed weak, she was actually quite strong and was refusing to leave. "What’s going on?" A gentle and soft voice came, pleasing enough to ease everyone’s tense mood a bit. It was Gu Xiyao standing at the door, already having a servant take her coat off, she was dressed in a light pink short-sleeve cheongsam, which complemented her already fair complexion, making her look radiant. Her hair was half tied, half loose, casually hanging at her waist, and her pearl earrings added a touch of elegance. Beside her, Ning Zesheng stood silently in a well-tailored suit, with his hands in his pockets, seeming unconcerned, but behind his eyes was a pair that were piercingly keen. They walked together like a picturesque scene! "Gu Xiyao!" Tu Yingying, who had been struggling, froze entirely and was then dragged away by the servants. The living room suddenly fell silent, only hearing Gu Xiyao gently and softly call out, "Hello, Uncle Lu, Aunt Lu!" Then she nodded slightly at the side to Lu Xinguo and his wife, showing her politeness. She appeared extremely graceful, every smile and frown was so comforting. "Miss Gu, it’s been a long time!" Tu Meijiao spoke up first, "This Beichen is your Little Uncle, yet you still call the elder ones Uncle and Aunt?" Lu Qingyuan intervened, "It’s okay, just address us as elders!" Gu Xiyao smiled and sweetly called out, "Little Uncle, hello Tongtong!" She looked down at the nearly dazed Lu Sinian, "Nian Nian, do you remember me?" Lu Sinian stared at her blankly, seemingly rooted to the spot. "Oh, I noticed Tongtong’s dress is exactly the same cut and pattern as Miss Gu’s!" Tu Meijiao remarked with a smile, as if discovering a new continent. Ji Niandong couldn’t help but step back, Lu Beichen reached out to hold her and pulled her to sit beside him. Gu Xiyao smiled lightly, "It’s the main style of this season, it seems Tongtong and I have similar tastes." She effortlessly defused Tu Meijiao’s subtle provocation! Then she stepped forward, stood in front of Lu Sinian, and bent over to stroke his head, "Why, still can’t remember me? It has been since you were two years old the last time we met!" When she withdrew her hand, Lu Sinian grabbed it, his Little Bun face sweating in the palm as he looked up nervously and asked, "Did you come specifically for my birthday?" His eyes seemed to sparkle like little stars, a bit excited yet slightly anxious. "Of course! Isn’t today your birthday, Nian Nian?" Gu Xiyao glanced at his hand clutching her arm and laughed, "Holding onto my hand , don’t you want to see the gift I brought for you?" Lu Sinian looked at her, seemingly without any intention to let go.