Mu Man arrived even faster than the announcement.
From afar, Xiao Cheng heard his signature booming voice: "Cheng'er! What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Before Xiao Cheng could answer, Mu Man had already strode up, grabbed him, and pulled him into a hug. After setting him down, he gave him a quick once-over, his brows rising. "Hm? You brat... why do you seem different again? Your aura is much steadier than the last time I saw you, and you've got this... indescribable feeling about you."
Xiao Cheng was left a little disheveled by the hug before a gentle female voice came from behind Mu Man. "A-Man, let the child steady himself before you start talking."
Mu Man chuckled and finally let go.
Xiao Cheng followed the voice—and saw a woman around twenty-five or twenty-six standing beside Mu Man. Tall and graceful, with gentle features, she wore a simple moon-white dress. She carried a quiet, scholarly air just by standing there. It was Su Wanjun.
She was smiling with her lips pressed together, her gaze circling Xiao Cheng with curiosity and appraisal. Although she had met Xiao Cheng several years ago, he had changed greatly since then. Back then, he had already looked like a young man, yet his face still retained its childishness. Now, he had become a refined and elegant young gentleman.
"Hello, Auntie. It's been years," Xiao Cheng greeted her without the slightest hesitation.
A faint flush rose to Su Wanjun's cheeks. "For now, I'm... I'm not your aunt yet."
Mu Man burst into laughter, scooped up her hand, and interlocked their fingers before openly showing them to Xiao Cheng. "Soon, soon! The date's already set. When the time comes, you brat have to come be our flower boy!"
Su Wanjun shot