Chapter 97: I Am Exactly Yunzhou's Girlfriend

Under the camphor tree in the corner.

Yang Wenhui gently pulled Xu Zhongshan's sleeve, her eyes constantly following Song Jiaru's figure, suppressing her excitement and saying:

"Look quickly, look quickly, that's Song Jiaru! She looks even better in person than on TV, her skin is so white, and she's really tall..."

Xu Zhongshan also sighed with some emotion:

"Yeah, today is truly an eye-opener. I didn't expect to be able to see so many... people here that I usually only see on TV."

Xu Chen smiled and added from the side:

"Not just Song Jiaru. Over there, the one wearing the light blue dress, see her?"

He raised his chin,

"Shen Mingyue, the female lead of that explosively popular drama 'A Dream in the Ink Roll' this year, her momentum is fierce recently.

I heard that after she finished filming this drama, her value directly tripled, and she's now one of the little flowers with the highest appearance fees domestically."

Yang Wenhui let out an "ah," her eyes brightening even more:

"It's her! Yunzhou used to absolutely adore Jiang Xue, the character Shen Mingyue played in 'God of Go.'

He even set his computer desktop at home to a poster of her, and he'd ramble all day about how exceptionally well she played Go and how unique her temperament was..."

Halfway through speaking, she suddenly realized something. Her voice lowered, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.

Unaware, Xu Chen casually followed up:

"Right, isn't Yunzhou getting married next month? The date is set, right? So fast, feels like yesterday he was still a half-grown child."

Yang Wenhui's smile froze on her face.

Xu Zhongshan was also somewhat uncomfortable and gave a vague "mhm." Just as he was about to find a topic to change the subject, he suddenly froze.

Because that Shen Mingyue, who was just conversing with someone not far away, actually turned around and walked straight toward their corner.

Yang Wenhui subconsciously looked to the left, then to the right.

The three of them were standing in the most secluded corner of the garden. Besides a few sparse clumps of bamboo and a moss-covered rockery stone nearby, there was no one else.

But Shen Mingyue's footsteps didn't stop. Walking through the scattered crowd, she walked in front of the three and stopped.

Then, she raised her hand and took off her sunglasses.

An impeccably exquisite face, well-known to tens of millions on the screen, was thus exposed without any obstruction under the dim yellow lantern light.

Her skin was porcelain white, brows and eyes picturesque, a high and straight nose bridge, and lip color a natural light pink.

More vivid than on screen, and also more... amorous and graceful.

She first looked at Yang Wenhui, then at Xu Zhongshan, and finally turned to Xu Chen. The corners of her mouth hooked into an obedient and docile smile:

"Aunt Yang, Uncle Xu."

She first nodded in greeting to Xu Zhongshan and Yang Wenhui, her posture as natural as if she had called them countless times.

Then she turned to Xu Chen, her smile deepening a bit, carrying just-right respect:

"And Grandpa Xu, hello."

Yang Wenhui: "...?"

Xu Zhongshan: "...??"

Xu Chen: "...???"

The three petrified simultaneously.

Their brains were like the pause button was pressed, a blank patch.

The sound of the wind by their ears, the whispers in the distance, the creaking sound of swaying lanterns, all disappeared.

The world was left with only this overly beautiful face before their eyes, and that too-unbelievable address.

A few seconds later, Yang Wenhui recovered first.

Her lips moved, but she couldn't emit a sound, only able to stutteringly squeeze out a few words:

"M-miss, hello... You, you look even, even prettier than on TV..."

These words were spoken clumsily and constrainedly, completely the most instinctive reaction of an ordinary middle-aged woman upon seeing a big star.

Shen Mingyue, however, smiled even sweeter, her eyes curving into crescents:

"Thank you, Auntie."

Xu Zhongshan finally found his voice, but the question he asked still revealed massive confusion:

"M-Miss Shen... You, you know us?"

His voice was somewhat dry, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Shen Mingyue's face, trying to find even a trace of joking or mistaking them for someone else.

None.

Shen Mingyue's gaze was frank, gentle, and even carried some kind of... intimacy?

Right at this moment, another voice chimed in.

"Mingyue?"

Song Jiaru had also walked over at some unknown time.

She looked at Shen Mingyue, then at the three strangers in front of her who were obviously somewhat constrained. Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, somewhat surprised:

"Why are you here too?"

Shen Mingyue turned around and nodded politely to Song Jiaru:

"Teacher Song. I have met Grandma Wu a few times. Hearing she woke up, I came over to take a look."

Song Jiaru gave an "oh," but her gaze subconsciously and rapidly swept over the void behind Shen Mingyue.

She actually always had a doubt in her heart—the first time she met Shen Mingyue, she felt an indescribable sense of familiarity from this girl.

That aura... was very much like the feeling when "Big Brother" was by her side.

So she probed a few times later, and even this morning, she deliberately mentioned it in front of Xu Yunzhou, saying she wanted to introduce Shen Mingyue to him.

But now that she had already seen Big Brother's true body, there was no need to tangle over these things anymore.

Song Jiaru glanced at Shen Mingyue, then glanced at the three seemingly ordinary middle-aged people behind her. Withdrawing her thoughts, she smiled and looked at the three:

"Right, are these three uncles and aunties your friends?"

She asked casually, purely to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere before her eyes.

Shen Mingyue, however, suddenly reached out and extremely naturally hooked Yang Wenhui's arm.

Then, she turned her face, revealing a radiantly dazzling smile to Song Jiaru, her voice clear:

"These are my future father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Yang Wenhui: "...???"

Xu Zhongshan: "...!!!"

Xu Chen: "...?????"

The three petrified again.

This time even their expressions solidified.

Xu Zhongshan's mouth opened slightly, Yang Wenhui's hand was still frozen in mid-air, and the calmness on Xu Chen's face finally completely shattered, revealing a bewilderment of "did I hear wrong."

Song Jiaru was also stunned for a moment, then laughed: