"Jiaojiao!" Yu Rou, frustrated, almost let go of her hand.
Ruan Jiaojiao laughed heartily once more. As soon as they stepped outside, she stopped joking. She knew girls are sensitive about face; some jokes can be made in private, but not in front of others, especially boys, as it would make girls embarrassed.
When the two went downstairs, everyone was gathered in the living room eating watermelon. Seeing them come down, the Ruan Family warmly greeted Yu Rou, who instinctively looked toward Ruan Qun, and seeing him talking to someone else, her face flushed with redness again. Luckily, it was summer, so being a bit flushed didnât seem out of place, just as if she were too hot.
However, when she withdrew her gaze, she met Ruan Jiaojiaoâs all-seeing eyes and couldnât help but lower her head more.
Ruan Jiaojiao couldnât contain her laughter, until a slice of watermelon was stuffed into her mouth.
Ruan Jiaojiao traced the slice to find Duan Xi feeding her watermelon, just about to speak when Shu Jiao from the other side said, "Xiaoxi, eat it yourself, donât spoil her like this."
Ruan Jiaojiao puffed up her cheeks, quietly munching on the sweet watermelon.
Duan Xi said blandly, "Itâs fine, I donât like eating the middle, just the part near the rind."
"Ha-ha," Lu Zishu laughed, "So there are people like that, Duan Xi, youâre surely one of a kind."
"..." The others.
Zhao Li sighed, barely able to watch.
Ruan Lei laughed heartily, "Lu Zishu, how have you survived till now?"
"??? Lu Zishu.
This time, not just Zhao Li, but even Lu Zhiwei couldnât help helplessly shaking his head.
Meanwhile, Ruan Jiaojiao was eating the watermelon that Duan Xi peeled exclusively for her, eating half herself and stuffing the other half into his mouth. Duan Xi didnât refuse, and after finishing a piece, whispered a word in her ear, making Ruan Jiaojiao blush, her gaze bashful, but her lips couldnât help but curl upwards.
Already bewildered, Lu Zishu, looking down at the watermelon in his hands, inexplicably found it lacking sweetness.
The Ruan familyâs villa had someone to clean, but the Lu family didnât. After lunch at the Ruan family, besides Ruan Jiaojiao and Yu Rou being shooed upstairs for a nap, all the other boys were dragged next door to clean.
Yu Rou lay on Ruan Jiaojiaoâs bed, with the electric fan beside her creaking as it turned. She couldnât help but sigh, "Jiaojiao, the relationship between your family and the Lu family is genuinely good."
In Beidu, they thought the houses were bought together because both families had just moved there, providing mutual support; little did they know it was the same even in their old home.
"Yeah, before moving to the city, our houses in the town were together too. My godmother has always been reluctant to part with me," Ruan Jiaojiao said.
She knew that forming such close ties without blood relations was partly due to the two families supporting each other mutually for years, never being blinded by wealth, and partly because of Zhao Liâs broad-mindedness, pampering her to the bone. Even Lu Zishu and Lu Xian didnât receive more affection than she did.
This is why, two years ago, when Lu Xianâs feelings were exposed, she reacted so strongly.
Because she didnât know how heartbroken she would be if the families grew estranged due to these matters; Zhao Liâs care over the years was akin to having another mother.
She couldnât bear the pain of losing this godmother.
"Itâs evident your godmother really doted on you." Yu Rou nodded, somewhat enviously turning to pinch her cheek. "How come youâre the kind of person that makes others jealous?!"