As she came out of the room, her grandfather, who had just set out the dishes, immediately came over and applauded, "Beautiful! Ms. Yang should wear cheongsams more often."
Grandma wasn't having it. "Are the fried dough sticks, pineapple shrimp, and shrimp all ready? Don't forget the mint and mung bean soup either."
"How could I forget your order? Everything's ready, including fried mini cakes. I've never made them before, but I followed a recipe." Grandpa picked up a golden mini cake. "Why don't you check the taste first?"
"Are they almost there?" Grandma asked first.
"I just called, A-Lin said she'll be here soon."
Grandpa had just finished speaking when there was a noise outside the door. Grandma, her face beaming with joy, quickly walked towards the entrance.
Before Lu Lin could push the door open, she opened it first.
Upon suddenly seeing a stranger, Yan Heqing was not intimidated at all. He looked up at his grandmother, his light-colored eyes instantly sparkling.
He liked the grandma in the cheongsam; she was as beautiful as his mother! He called out in a clear voice, "Hello, Grandma!"
Grandma smiled too, bent down, and lovingly patted Yan Heqing's head.
Welcome home, my little darling.
Chapter 151 (IF) [ President Lu Reborn Back in Heqing at 18]
As Yan Heqing got off the bus, raindrops began to fall.
It instantly turned into a downpour.
Pedestrians with umbrellas opened them, and vendors near the platform were loudly selling umbrellas, "10 yuan each!"
Yan Heqing glanced at the transparent umbrella, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to buy it. He quickly walked to the nearest eaves to take shelter from the rain.
The coffee shop was not far away, and he hoped the rain would get heavier and last longer.
But his luck wasn't so good; the downpour stopped after only a few minutes.
A faint purple tinge appeared on Yan Heqing's fingertips. He released his grip and slowly walked towards the coffee shop.
His luck was never good. Just as he entered the store, the rain started pouring down again. This time, it was a torrential downpour with no sign of stopping.
I wonder if the lawyer got stuck in traffic due to the heavy rain, because he didn't arrive at the agreed time.
Although it was bound to happen sooner or later, Yan Heqing still breathed a sigh of relief.
A dirty deal is something to be grateful for even a second late.
The rain grew louder, pounding against the French windows. The outside world became blurry, and before we knew it, darkness fell, and then the lights came on.
Yan Heqing took out his phone; two hours had passed since the agreed time.
Yan Heqing quietly watched the various lights that lit up in the rain: car headlights, streetlights, and lights from across the street.
These two hours are fate's chance for him to change his mind!
As soon as the thought crossed Yan Heqing's mind, his heavy body suddenly felt lighter.
He left his seat and paid the bill.
As soon as he pushed open the door, a shop assistant caught up with him holding an umbrella. "Young man, you can borrow umbrellas for free at our store. Just return them next time you come."
Yan Heqing did not refuse; he took the umbrella and thanked the shop assistant, saying, "I'll return it tomorrow."
The shop assistant grinned, showing her white teeth. "No rush."
Yan Heqing thanked them again and left. As soon as he stepped out of the store, the clerk returned to the counter to make a phone call.
"Yes, we delivered the largest size umbrella as you requested. Don't worry, it's very lightweight."
Meanwhile, Yan Heqing opened an umbrella outside the store.
Pure black, large enough to cover three Yan Heqing, yet surprisingly lightweight.
Yan Heqing held up an umbrella and walked into the heavy rain.
As night fell, Yan Heqing had no intention of going home. The contract had fallen through, and his adoptive parents would definitely not let it go. Until he could come up with a solution, he would have to stay outside for the time being.
He walked to the platform and waited for the bus back to Beijing University. There were many cheap and affordable hotels near Beijing University, and he could even negotiate the price if he rented for a month.
The rain was so heavy that not a single bus came, but a taxi stopped in front of Yan Heqing.
The window rolled down, and the driver called out, "Going towards Beijing University? Half price if it's on the way!"
The starting fare in the capital isn't cheap, but half price is already quite affordable. Yan Heqing looked at the electronic sign for the stops and saw that both lines had double-digit stops passing by Beijing University.
Still worried that Lu Muchi might suddenly appear, Yan Heqing folded her umbrella, put it in a bag, and then got into the car.
The car's air conditioning was on full blast, making it nice and warm, and they were even playing music.
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, may you always be happy, happy birthday to my dearest baby...
Yan Heqing lowered his eyes.
Today is also his birthday, his 18th birthday.
Meanwhile, at the cake shop next to the coffee shop, Lu Lin was choosing a birthday cake.
Following behind him was a man covered in sweat, his phone still ringing.
The loud ringing of the bell sounded particularly jarring in the quiet cake shop.
The man dared not answer the phone, nor turn it off, nor even look at Lu Lin. His head was almost touching the floor, and all he could see in his narrow field of vision was a pair of shiny black leather shoes.
The heels tapped the floor slowly and deliberately, and with each tap, the man's heart pounded a little higher; the food was almost in his mouth.
Lu Lin finally stopped.
He chose a retro old-fashioned buttercream cake, with seven roses made of pink buttercream on a thick layer of white buttercream, and a few leaves made of green buttercream and grass. It was a style that was popular all over the country when Yan Heqing was a child.
The shop owner was also standing next to Lu Lin. Lu Lin spoke up, "Change it to Gladiolus."
The shop owner immediately asked, "How many flowers do you want? Do you have any special color requirements?"
"18, light purple."
The shop owner went back to the kitchen.
The store fell silent again, except for the ringing of a cell phone. Lu Lin finally looked at the man.
After a long period of torment, the man finally received his verdict. He was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, unconsciously swallowing his saliva.
Then a deep voice rang out, "Get out."
The man nearly fell to the ground. The shop was very warm, and cold sweat dripped down his temples and into his collar. His lips trembled as he staggered away.
The cake was ready, and then Assistant Meng called.
" President Lu, Mr. Yan has checked into the Human World Cottage Inn on Beijing University Back Street. It costs 500 yuan a month."
"Send someone over there immediately."
"Clear."
Putting away his phone, Lu Lin got into the car with the cake and instructed the driver, "Airport."
"306." The receptionist at the Human World Cottage handed over the room key. "Turn left in the elevator."