Chapter 463: At eighteen a girl transforms—Song Wanwan has turned into a real beauty!

But that's it.

Even without Mom's embrace, there's still Dad.

Lin Mo smiled and exchanged a father‑son hug with his dad.

"You and Re Ba came back, and you didn't even give us a heads‑up!" Dad complained, but his hand kept patting his son's back, his eyes crinkling with smiles.

Lin Mo's mom saw this, came over and patted his shoulder: "Exactly! I didn't even have time to prepare my specialty dish!" She said this, but her eyes squinted into slits, "Come inside quickly—I'll go to the market to buy fresh vegetables right now."

Re Ba quickly linked arms with her mother‑in‑law: "Mom, no need, no need." She lowered her voice, "Besides, there are a lot of reporters outside..."

"Reporters?"

The old couple spoke in unison, both looking puzzled at each other.

Then Lin Mo explained to the two elders what had just happened when they returned.

The result...

After hearing it, both his dad and mom were stunned.

They looked at each other.

"Really? I play chess at the community gate every day—why didn't I see them?" Lin Mo's dad expressed his confusion, saying he also hadn't seen them while playing chess with those old guys at the gate every day.

"Exactly!" Mom agreed, "I've been playing mahjong at Old Zhang's place these past two days and haven't seen any reporters either."

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Mom, they're all dressed up on purpose, just waiting for you to come back, son. You couldn't spot them, and besides, let my uncle bring the vegetables when he goes shopping later—problem solved."

It's been said long ago that at Lin Mo's house, the whole family celebrates the New Year together.

"Oh right, I'll call your uncle right now!" As Lin Mo's mom picked up the phone, she suddenly thought of something and laughed: "Wanwan has been asking me for ages, 'Auntie, auntie, when are my older brother and sister‑in‑law coming back?'~"

Hearing that, Lin Mo and Re Ba both laughed.

That girl Song Wanwan is almost in her senior year of high school.

She didn't come back last year, so we didn't see her.

On the other hand, Re Ba did come back to keep Mom company for a while, and she also told Lin Mo about Song Wanwan's situation.

The main issue is her grades.

Her grades are really poor.

As her father—or Lin Mo's uncle—puts it, her test scores aren't even as high as his blood pressure.

Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

In short, her academic performance just isn't up to par.

This girl even said she wants to apply to an arts academy, after all, she's been trained in dance since childhood.

Well then.

Lin Mo came back this year precisely to take care of this matter.

There's no helping it—he dotes on his little sister. Although they're not blood‑related, these two have grown up playing together, and the girl constantly follows him at his heels, so how could Lin Mo not care for her?

Given Lin Mo's current standing in the industry, getting into Zhongxi, Bei Xi, or Shanghai Theatre Academy shouldn't be that hard, right?

What's more, his mentor is now a vice president of Shanghai Theatre Academy and has even been promoted to an official post!

"Hey, Jun'er..."

On the phone, Mom said that she and Re Ba had returned.

"Ah, Auntie, my older brother and Re Ba, my sister‑in‑law, are back!!!"

Just a few seconds later, the other end of the line burst with Song Wanwan's piercing scream, followed immediately by a clattering noise, as if something had been knocked over.

Then...

It was just his uncle scolding Song Wanwan a few times, and she knocked over his tea set with a kick.

Hearing the commotion, Re Ba couldn't stop laughing.

After saying a few more things,

Lin Mo's mom hung up the phone, took Re Ba's hand gently and said, "Xiao Di, did you have a rough trip? Want something to eat or drink? I'll have Dad go buy it."

Re Ba, already used to it, smiled and said, "Mom, no need to go to all that trouble~"

At that moment Lin Mo seemed to recall, speaking unclearly while chewing an apple: "Right, Dad, Re Ba bought a whole carload of New Year goods and they're still downstairs; later we'll call my uncle and the three of us will go move them."

Mainly because Re Ba bought too much—those two definitely couldn't carry it all upstairs.

I guess.

Soon, the three of them will have to go up and down several times.

Over here.

Lin Mo's uncle had bought the vegetables and was on his way over.

The house his uncle bought is still a bit far from our place—driving there takes over twenty minutes.

In a small city, twenty minutes is quite a distance—just think about it.

In the car, Song Wanwan was scrolling on her phone when she suddenly saw the latest news.

"My older brother and Re Ba, my sister‑in‑law, have hit the hot search again!!!"

All we heard was Song Wanwan shouting from the back seat.

"Hot search? What's that?"

Obviously, Lin Mo's uncle and his wife are used to it.

Because their nephew's hot‑search appearances happen every few days, they constantly see them.

"It's just that my older brother brought his wife home for the New Year, and then a swarm of reporters surrounded the community gate. Mom, look—there are so many people at my aunt's community gate!" Song Wanwan said, handing her phone to her mother to look at.

"Indeed, with so many people, your aunt might not even realize these reporters are loitering near her housing complex." Lin Mo's aunt and uncle said with a laugh.

"My older brother is now an international big director—the only notable figure we have in Greater Lu Zhou. I bet the TV station will personally come to interview him in a couple of days!" Song Wanwan chattered.

As they neared the community, Song Wanwan leaned against the car window, looking left and right, then suddenly pointed at the roadside: "Hey look! Over there! And over there too! They're all reporters!" She excitedly waved her arms, "There really are reporters!"

Indeed there is!

They still haven't left...

Upon arriving at Lin Mo's House, Song Wanwan rushed in like a little cannonball as soon as she entered the door: "Brother! Sister-in-law!!!"

Lin Mo quickly caught her: "Little girl, you've grown so tall!" He sized up his cousin whom he hadn't seen in two years, "You're getting prettier and prettier!"

As the saying goes, a girl undergoes great changes at eighteen, becoming more beautiful—indeed, it's not a lie.

That little girl from back then has now grown into a great beauty.

After all.

His family's genes are right here—his own mother is so gorgeous, and his maternal uncle is handsome too; every time he gets drunk, his uncle goes on about his glorious deeds from his school days, which aren't just bragging.

Back when he was studying, lots of girls chased after him, and some even tried to curry favor with his mother first.

It's not hard to imagine from this.

His maternal uncle used to be a suave guy too, but alas, time waits for no one—now he's just a middle-aged man.

"Aunt! Uncle!" Song Wanwan greeted them sweetly, without any hesitation.

This girl has been a chatterbox since childhood; the family worried she'd become introverted when she grew up, but instead she's evolved into a social butterfly.

When on vacation, she helps at her aunt's clothing store; her sweet talk can make customers delighted, and sales keep climbing.

Re Ba smiled and pinched Song Wanwan's cheek: "I heard from your dad that you're recently preparing for the arts exam?"

Song Wanwan instantly perked up, gesturing excitedly: "Sister-in-law, let me tell you, I've been practicing..."

His maternal uncle hurriedly interrupted: "Enough, enough, first take the vegetables to the kitchen." He handed her several plastic bags, saying, "Your aunt is waiting to use them."

Song Wanwan stuck out her tongue, grabbed the vegetables and hopped to the kitchen, humming a tune.

Lin Mo and Re Ba exchanged a smile.

This girl is still so full of energy.