Chapter 247: Thank You, Aunt, for Helping Me

"There are a lot of people today, so Fu He Song and I took the liberty of handling things ahead of time; you shouldn't mind, right?"

Fu Zhuo spoke with righteous confidence, and with everyone around, Fu Sijue didn't say anything.

Ji Suyun stepped out of the room, and at a glance saw Fu Sijue surrounded on all sides, and hurried over.

The people surrounding them, seeing Ji Suyun's distinguished attire, instinctively cleared a path.

"When we first met back then, we were just kids; now we're already so grown, time really flies."

Ji Suyun looked at the towering Fu Sijue, feeling rather emotional.

"Aunt Ji, you're flattering me; you're still as young as back then," Fu Sijue said modestly.

Ji Suyun, though already in her forties,

but thanks to proper upkeep, still looks like someone in her twenties or thirties.

There are no traces of age on her face.

Which woman wouldn't like being praised?

So even Ji Suyun laughed.

"It seems it's not only your knowledge that has improved; your tongue has grown too," Ji Suyun said, laughing as she patted Fu Sijue's shoulder.

The people around, hearing their conversation, could probably guess Ji Suyun's status.

Thus the surrounding circle tightened a bit more.

If one can earn the favor of either of the two, even a sparrow could perch on a branch and become a phoenix.

"There's no exaggeration; it's just a fact—Aunt Ji's youth and beauty are recognized throughout the Imperial Capital."

Ji Suyun didn't continue the small talk with Fu Sijue; instead, her gaze turned solemnly toward the black‑and‑white photo of Fu Mingcheng hanging in the center.

"Your grandfather, when he was alive, valued you the most as his grandson. Fortunately, you Fu Sijue haven't lost any members of the Fu Family; your grandfather didn't misjudge—having you is enough for the Fu Family."

Even Ji Suyun praised Fu Sijue so highly; Fu Zhuo, upon hearing this, grew even more jealous, his fingers clenched into a tight fist at his side.

"We didn't know Madam Ji would come, so we didn't have time to prepare properly," Fu Zhuo forced his way into their conversation; Ji Suyun gave a dissatisfied glance at the sycophantic Fu Zhuo's smile.

After a careful look, Ji Suyun indeed didn't recognize him.

But seeing that he resembled Fu Sijue a bit, she could guess he was also from the Fu Family.

"You are..." Ji Suyun tilted her head, pondering for a while, truly unable to figure out who this person was.

Fu Zhuo's forward approach turned into a joke.

No one even recognized him, yet he rushed up to make small talk, and the people around chuckled softly.

Fu Zhuo's complexion turned ashen, but in front of so many people he couldn't lose his temper.

"I'm Fu Zhuo; you forgot we met before at A Jue's full‑moon banquet."

Fu Zhuo thought for a while before recalling a suitable occasion, but the event was so long ago that the people beside him laughed again.

Even after talking at length, he still clung to Fu Sijue's glory.

Ji Suyun finally remembered, then nodded, showing no intention to speak further.

The Fu Family and the Ji Family are of comparable status; Fu Zhuo's eager attempt to attach himself was seen by others as losing face.

But Fu Zhuo himself didn't think so; he even pulled Fu He Song, who was standing aside, over.

"This is your Aunt Ji, who came from the Imperial Capital and likely will stay here for a few days; during these days, you should accompany Aunt Ji and take a good look around Haicheng."