Early spring was still chilly. The whole family basked in the sun in the courtyard, eating fruit and snacks, living in carefree comfort.
Seeing such a harmonious scene, Grandma's brows finally relaxed, and she felt a rare sense of relief.
At last, she felt that, in a way, this counted as... a harmonious family bringing prosperity in all things.
His younger uncle never mentioned how he would repay the money, and Zhang Yang could not be bothered to ask. Instead, the younger generation drifted off to one side, chatting and joking to pass the time.
"Brother, that photo you took with Sister Chu Xi last time made all my friends insanely jealous." Even after all this time, Song Yumeng's excitement was impossible to hide. She grabbed Zhang Yang and kept talking. "They've all been asking me how I managed it."
"What did you tell them?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.
"The truth, of course." Song Yumeng smiled so brightly that her eyes curved into crescents. "I told them I have an incredibly capable brother, and that you were the one who took me there."
"So..." Zhang Yang blinked.
"So, lots of younger girls want to get to know you, Brother. Interested? We could go sing together during the New Year holiday and get acquainted." Song Yumeng said half-jokingly. "They're all pretty cute, and a few are genuine natural beauties."
"I can't keep up with that." Zhang Yang could only decline apologetically.
"That's true. After all, even a huge celebrity is Brother's..." Song Yumeng stopped halfway through and shut her mouth.
Because Li Kaiguang had curiously leaned over from the side.
"What are you talking about... what celebrity? Zhang Yang, I couldn't tell before—don't tell me you chase celebrities too?"
"Do I look like someone who chases celebrities?" Zhang Yang