It gets dark very slowly in the summer. Although it is six o'clock in the afternoon, you can still see the fiery red sunset in the sky. The evening breeze blows, and endless floral fragrance floats in the air.
Su Wan pointed to the door not far away and asked Uncle Fu, "Are grandpa and grandma home?"
"Yes, the master and the old lady are here."
A trace of worry appeared on Fu Bo's old face: "Miss, the master has been in a bad mood recently. What can I do for you—"
"Don't worry, Uncle Fu. I'm only here to deliver wedding invitations, not to make Grandpa angry."
As Su Wan spoke, a look of determination emerged in her eyes, and then she took Jiang Xuecheng's hand and walked straight inside.
Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng had just walked through the entrance. She glanced at the sofa and saw her grandmother Zhao Ruolan holding a thick stack of photo albums. She adjusted her reading glasses on the bridge of her nose and was flipping through them carefully.
When Su Wan saw her grandmother's thin and old figure, her nose felt sore and she immediately walked towards her.
"grandmother."
Because Zhao Ruolan was slightly hard of hearing, Su Wan raised the volume a little when she shouted, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of disturbing her thoughts.
Zhao Ruolan didn't hear Su Wan's words clearly, she just vaguely felt someone talking next to her. She raised her head tremblingly, and Su Wan's figure immediately came into her eyes.
"Xiao Wan, why are you back—"
There was undisguised surprise in that old voice.
When Zhao Ruolan saw Su Wan, she was so excited that she almost burst into tears. She immediately wanted to stand up and reached out to touch Su Wan's face.
Ever since Su Jiankai and his daughter were imprisoned, this huge Jingyuan, although still luxuriously furnished, seems to have lost its popularity.
Su Wan didn't expect her grandmother to be so nice to her. She choked up and quickly reached out to hold Zhao Ruolan's hand.
"Yes, grandma, I'm back."
Zhao Ruolan was not feeling well, so Su Wan quickly helped her sit down on the sofa.
A relieved smile appeared on Zhao Ruolan's wrinkled face. She couldn't help but nod, and her eyes narrowed into slits.
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."
"Grandma, let me introduce you to my husband, Jiang Xuecheng."
Jiang Xuecheng, who had been standing at the entrance, also walked forward quickly and nodded politely to Zhao Ruolan: "Hello, grandma."
"Okay, okay."
Zhao Ruolan held up her reading glasses, looked Jiang Xuecheng carefully from head to toe, and then began to chatter.
"You are a good-looking young man. You are the eldest son of the Jiang family, right? You are indeed a young talent."
Su Wan couldn't help but smile when she heard that. Jiang Xuecheng's age could still be called a teenager, but the most appropriate term would be young man.
Zhao Ruolan glanced at the half-cold flower tea on the coffee table, and suddenly remembered something. She raised the cup and said, "Would you like some tea?"
When Su Wan saw Zhao Ruolan's withered hands, a hint of sadness appeared in her almond-shaped eyes. She quickly took the cup from Zhao Ruolan's hand and placed it on the coffee table.
"Grandma, let me make some tea while you chat with Xue Cheng."
Su Wan shook off the bad associations in her mind, smiled at Zhao Ruolan, and then ran to the water dispenser to get three cups of hot water and put jasmine tea in them one by one.
Although Zhao Ruolan was old, she had a sharp mind and soon began to interrogate Jiang Xuecheng about all kinds of questions, big and small.
Jiang Xuecheng answered simply so as not to spoil the old man's fun.
Su Wan looked at Zhao Ruolan who was chatting with Jiang Xuecheng from afar, and all kinds of complicated emotions spread in her heart.
It seems that no matter who they are, they cannot escape the ravages of time. After not coming to Jingyuan for such a long time, Su Wan felt that her grandmother had become more haggard, like a candle swaying in the wind, and she never knew when the oil would run out and the candle would go out.
The tea smoke curled up, and the hot air hit Su Wan's eyes. Su Wan suddenly had an illusion that she wanted to cry.
Su Wan pursed her lips, and a faint light flashed in her clear eyes.
She put down the tea tray and began to serve jasmine tea to Zhao Ruolan and Jiang Xuecheng: "Grandma, are you and Grandpa in good health?"
"Same old, I'm old now, no matter how good the medicine is, I'm not as energetic as you young people."
Although Zhao Ruolan said this with a smile, Su Wan felt a little sad. She shook her head and said, "Grandma, you are still young. It won't be a problem for you to live to be a hundred or so years old."
Just as a few people were chatting, a loud and sharp shout suddenly came from behind.
"Who allowed you to come?!"
As Su Wan asked that question, she heard several powerful footsteps coming up the stairs.
Su Wan's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked towards the stairs.
The person who spoke was naturally Su Heng.
Su Heng was seen walking down the stairs and rushing towards Su Wan. Although he was nearly eighty years old, Su Heng still looked majestic.
Those sharp eyes were particularly intimidating, as if they could penetrate one's heart.
Zhao Ruolan stood up tremblingly, somewhat dissatisfied with Su Heng's offensive words just now.
"Old man, how can you talk like that? This is Xiao Wan's home. She can come whenever she wants. Does she need anyone's permission?"
Seeing Zhao Ruolan defending her and speaking up for her, Su Wan felt both touched and sad.
"Woman, what do you know!"
Su Heng walked over in rage, his sharp eyes filled with strong hostility.
"She was so young, but she forced her uncle and sister to commit suicide. Now she is hooking up with the Jiang family, living a carefree life. But what about Jiankai and Yurou? They are still in prison!"
"Grandpa, I—"
Although she knew that Su Heng was very dissatisfied with her, Su Wan couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when she was scolded in front of so many people.
Su Wan opened her mouth to explain, but Su Heng glanced at her with complete disdain, his expression full of anger.
"You even dared to attack your own relatives. Do you want to piss me off to death? How can you be so vicious? Do you hope that our Su family will never have descendants?"
Before he finished speaking, Su Heng was already shaking uncontrollably all over. He stared at Su Wan hatefully. Without thinking, he grabbed a teacup on the coffee table and threw it directly at Su Wan!
Su Wan never expected that Su Heng would be so furious when he saw her. Feeling the whistling air, Su Wan was a step late before she thought of stepping back.
Seeing that the cup was about to hit him, Su Wan blinked in shock.
However, in a flash, Jiang Xuecheng behind Su Wan quickly pushed him away and grabbed the cup with one hand.
There was no loud bang like the imagined porcelain cup breaking.
Su Wan's beautiful eyes suddenly widened. She saw Jiang Xuecheng actually caught the cup with his bare hands, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.
She just received three cups of freshly brewed hot water!
Jiang Xuecheng is such a fool! How can he catch it with his hands
(End of this chapter)