Chapter 616: with translation of chapter title

Song Huaixian closed his eyes in resignation, "Song Lujing, you're being hard on yourself, aren't you?"

"I don't."

Mu Youyu sat on the rattan chair, feeding herself the lychees her brother had peeled one by one, logged back into her game account, and started clearing the stage.

Jiang Liangjin shifted closer to her and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to clear this level for you, baby?"

Mu Youyu didn't stand on ceremony either, shoving the phone into his hand, "If you can't beat it, your wages will be docked."

Jiang Liangjin took the phone, lowered his head to operate the game interface, and kept talking: "I'm the boss; I don't need to pay myself a salary."

"Then your salary belongs to me."

"It was yours to begin with."

Mu Xin lowered her brows, her expression unchanged, continuing to peel the lychees.

Less than two minutes later, the level-clear sound effect played.

When Mu Youyu took the phone back, she expressed doubt about his skill: "When did you learn to do this?"

Jiang Liangjin raised an eyebrow slightly, "Is it that hard?"

Mu Youyu: "I feel like I've been sarcastically teased."

Jiang Liangjin peeled a lychee and fed it to her, a smile playing on his lips, "I didn't mean it that way."

"Then what do you mean?"

Jiang Liangjin thought for a moment, "My point is, this level isn't designed hard enough to match your skill."

"……"

After lunch, Cheng Cheng reluctantly dragged Leng Zijian toward the main courtyard.

Honestly, why doesn't he go out to play with Cheng Mao? Walking with her is just a hassle.

In Cheng Cheng's eyes, this person is just like Cheng Mao—both are parents who can't show their face in public.

"Don't bark wildly later," she warned coldly.

"Fine, fine, I get it."

Upon reaching the gate, Leng Zijian glanced inside as a matter of course; when his gaze swept over a figure with gold‑gradient hair, his pupils locked—"Song Huaixian?"

How come people from the Song Family, one of the four great conglomerates, are here?

He grabbed Cheng Cheng's arm and pulled her back, "Come on, come on, don't look—that table's not someone we can afford to offend."

This place really is a hidden dragon, crouching tiger.

Cheng Cheng was jerked off balance by him, "What are you doing? I'm not here to cause trouble—I just want to play with that older sister."

Leng Zijian took in the situation in the courtyard and didn't let go, "Don't you see who's sitting over there? Song Huaixian, the leader of the B Da F5 crowd!"

Besides, that's his younger brother—a teenage internet celebrity and e‑sports god with over ten million fans online; mess with one and you mess with the whole nest!

Song Huaixian, one of the well‑known F5 figures at B Da, and moreover the most famous among them, not to mention the Family Background behind him—so many people at B Da are eager to curry favor with him that they can't be counted!

He also has a twin older brother, Song Huaiyu, who, while still young, is a notorious genius in the scientific community, with project funds running into astronomical figures!

……The main reason is that Leng Zijian, back when he was in B Shi, was frequently schooled in manners by members of the Song Family.

Cheng Cheng pouted, "What's that? I'm just a kid—I don't understand."

Leng Zijian had no mood to explain, "If you want to play with that older sister, wait until she has fewer people around before you go; right now I'm afraid those brothers' stares will turn you into a sieve."

Cheng Cheng struggled hard to break free, "You go back yourself—my friend's still waiting for me."

Leng Zijian held his ground for a moment, then his thoughts shifted: "If I could climb up with this crowd, maybe I could use the chance to pull his second sister down a notch."

He still gritted his teeth and followed Cheng Cheng, his whole body tensed like a taut string.

Every member of the Song Family is a big‑shot dignitary.

Leng Zijian only realized later that the little fairy he had taken a liking to that morning was undoubtedly Song Huaixian's cousin!

So the little fairy's companions are Jiang Liangjin and Mu Xin.

He hissed, "At first I actually thought of hitting on them—talk about courting death."

Reaching the courtyard gate, Leng Zijian finally feared that Song Huaixian might notice him, so he prepared to leave first, "Cheng Cheng, little sister, I remember your brother still has something for me—I'll go first!"

Mu Youyu heard the movement, glanced over, saw it was Cheng Cheng, and wasn't surprised—she'd gotten to know this kid pretty well over the past few days.

"Sister, I've finished my homework!"

Cheng Cheng ran up to her, lifting a youthful little face, not immediately reaching for the electronic device she'd been longing for, and said, "You said you'd turn me into a garden earlier—can we do that now?"

She could barely contain her anticipation, tugging at Mu Youyu's sleeve, "Sister, hurry up and change it—where's the garden?"

There really are fairies in the world!

Jiang Liangjin couldn't help but smile at the thought of what his fiancée was about to do.

Mu Youyu was almost forgetting about the task of entertaining the child.

She switched to the animation software, opened a garden model, and handed it to her, "Here, it's right here."

Cheng Cheng leaned in, thinking she was being fooled, "Is this the garden? It's just something on the phone, isn't it?"

Mu Youyu blinked innocently, "Yeah, sister gave you a phone‑based garden—hurry up and thank sister."

Mu Xin, hearing that, felt a faint stir in her light blue eyes.

The little sister is really clever.

Cheng Cheng hesitated for a moment before managing, "……Sister, you're cheating."

"No, I always keep my word." Mu Youyu handed her the notebook computer that had been prepared in advance for Grandfather, "Go play—just don't break it."

"Great! I'm heading back first!" Cheng Cheng hugged the laptop and bounced off to find her playmates.

At that moment, Shen Ningmu walked out from the inner room carrying a plate of sliced fruit, followed by Jiang Su holding a few cups of plum tea.

Shen Ningmu set the fruit plate on the table with a beaming smile, "A Yu, are you feeling hot this afternoon? I specially had the kitchen brew some plum tea to cool you down."

Jiang Su then set the plum tea down.

Mu Youyu sat up straight, "Thank you, Aunt Shen! Aunt Shen is the best."

Jiang Liangjin's eyes shifted, "My mom is good at everything."

Jiang Su lightly coughed, trying to assert his presence, "What about me?"

Jiang Liangjin's lips parted: "You and my mom standing together look like an older sister and an uncle."

The son suddenly started speaking sweetly, Shen Ningmu smiled so broadly she couldn't close her mouth.

The brothers all found it amusing.

Mu Youyu realized what he meant, pressed her lips together and held back her laughter.

Jiang Su flared up, "This brat, can't talk, shut your mouth! Wife, he said I'm old……"

Shen Ningmu played with her nails, "It's okay, I'm young enough; if you take me out, you'll also look good."

Jiang Su was appeased, "What my wife says makes sense."

Shen Ningmu smiled at her son, "A Jin, you just finished eating, you can't just sit; go walk with A Yu."

Jiang Liangjin: "I was just about to go."

"Let's go." Mu Youyu had already risen, nudged the fruit platter to the middle, and didn't forget to bring along her brother Mu Xin.

The three walked side by side out of the yard, Shen Ningmu watched their retreating backs, "Our A Yu is fine, she doesn't dislike A Jin."

Jiang Su: "Right, right, right."

Shen Ningmu was moved by her own words, then turned her attention to the other side, "Xiao Jing, you too, don't just stare at your phone; the mountain air is nice, go out more."

Song Lujing: "No, the mountains have caterpillars and earthworms; my phone is safer."

Saying that, Song Huaixian immediately envisioned it; he despised soft, squishy worms the most, "You're gross, why say that?"

That disgusts you.

Shen Ningmu and Jiang Su fell silent together, then decided to give up on this table.