Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting

The colonnade of Jun Garden extends all the way to the backyard, where the plants and flowers are even more chaotic compared to the front yard.

Su Chengji ran to the backyard of Jun Garden for the first time, and upon seeing this spacious land overgrown with weeds, he immediately slapped his thigh,

"What happened here? If the weeds aren’t removed, how can the begonias bloom?"

Su Xiaomeng was startled by Su Chengji.

"Ah! Oh, maybe the gardener hasn’t had time to fix it yet. After a while, it should be sorted out. After all, the whole house has been vacant for quite some time, not to mention that Shixiu and I rarely lived in Jun Garden before."

She said casually, not paying too much attention.

"How can this be? Since the begonia’s roots are already down, it should be carefully nurtured..."

Su Xiaomeng subconsciously sighed in her heart,

Her father’s occupational habit seemed to flare up as easily as before when he ran a flower shop in Chengdu, and now managing a botanical garden.

Hmm...

Should she say he has become more professional, or more obsessed?

While Su Xiaomeng was silently criticizing in her mind, Su Chengji had already stepped into the yard, pulling out a few annoying weeds with bare hands.

This level of determination made Su Xiaomeng somewhat pity the weeds in the yard.

Leaning on the round pillar of the colonnade, Su Xiaomeng crossed her arms,

"Actually, I think this chaotic growth, following nature’s rules and growing wildly, is pretty nice. If the begonias can survive, they survive, if not—"

"If not, it’s not the weeds’ fault, right?"

"Hmm...right, it’s indeed not their fault. Who made the begonias less exuberant than the weeds?"

Su Xiaomeng shrugged.

Su Chengji was still bending over, pulling out the weeds by hand.

Upon hearing Su Xiaomeng say so, his bent back paused for a moment, but after that, he continued his task as usual.

Without turning around, without straightening up, he threw the pulled weeds aside and casually asked,

"What does my Meng Meng think, are you the weeds or the begonia?"

Xiao Meng really didn’t expect her father to ask her this kind of question.

When asked, she seriously pondered.

"Chaotic and wild, you seem like these weeds, right?"

Su Xiaomeng hurriedly nodded,

"Mmm mmm."

After responding, she proudly said,

"Weeds are never completely burned, they spring up again with the Wind! Weeds are tenacious."

"Oh? Really?"

Su Chengji turned his tone, suddenly smiling and asking.

Su Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows,

"Yes!"

"You liken yourself to weeds, but actually, you’re these begonia flowers."

"..."

"When you were little, your mom and I helped pull out the weeds around you, so you could absorb enough nutrients from the soil."

"Later, friends and classmates helped you."

"Now, your husband, your grandfather, your father-in-law and mother-in-law, your uncles and cousins."

Su Chengji straightened up and turned around, smiling amusingly at her,

"What kind of weeds are you? What kind of vitality?"

"..."

Su Xiaomeng stared directly at Su Chengji.

The father’s appearance was gradually aging, especially in the past two years, yet the humorous gleam in his eyes remained unchanged.

He tossed away the weeds in his hand,

"Meng Meng, no matter how capable a person is, imposing themselves in front of their elders who deserve respect and admiration, with their younger, more energetic, and unruly nature, letting their emotions run wild, impulsively..."

"No matter how justified they are, it doesn’t make them seem wise."

Su Chengji brushed off the dirt from his hands.

"I don’t know if you wanted me to walk with you to inquire about what happened at the banquet, whether your actions were right or wrong, but what I just said is merely a small suggestion for you."

"Dad doesn’t have your abilities, Meng Meng. In terms of wisdom and talent, Dad can’t compare to your mom, and now he can’t compare to you either. My words aren’t necessarily correct."

"So, just listen. If you find Dad old-fashioned, you don’t have to pay attention. Haha."

Su Chengji grinned,

"You’re a blooming begonia that many have carefully cultivated! You can’t think yourself outstanding and forget who nurtured you."

"Dad... talking in such a roundabout way is really not your style."

Su Xiaomeng sighed, but...

It was this roundabout way of speaking that enlightened her.

"Haha! Doesn’t it make your old dad seem a bit cultured!"

"Go on, quickly head back to Zheng Garden to help Mom."

"You use Dad’s value and then rush to send him off?"

Su Chengji blinked, seemingly in disbelief.

But... Su Xiaomeng was already pushing him towards the main gate.

Su Chengji could only shake his head and sigh as he walked out,

"Raising a daughter, all for nothing, huh!"

Su Xiaomeng pushed Su Chengji out of Jun Garden, closed the door, and smiled.

The words from grandfather and father didn’t imply that the elders of the Yin Family were right about indulging Yin Shiqing at the dinner table.

Only, her actions weren’t appropriate either.

These are two different matters, and she completely accepted her grandfather and father’s judgments and advice on these two matters.

Those who carefully cultivated her blooming begonia weren’t just her parents, her grandfather, her husband, but also... the elders of the Yin Family.

Beijing, this city, urged her to grow up.

And the elders of the Yin Family were the first invigorating shot to strip away her innocence and ignorance.

As the Wind cooled, Bai Fengmao woke up, his eyes brightening when he saw the lively granddaughter bouncing over.

Bai Fengmao chuckled lightly.

"Grandfather, awake?"

"Yes, the Wind’s getting stronger."

"Shall I help you back to your room for a nap?"

"Sure, I’m still a bit tired."

Bai Fengmao agreed.

Su Xiaomeng assisted Bai Fengmao to the room,

"You rest first, the family driver has already gone to pick up Shuang’er and Huang’er. When you wake up from your nap, they should be back."

"Oh dear!"

"What’s wrong?"

"Mentioning Little Shuang’er and Little Huang’er just gets me too excited to sleep."

Bai Fengmao quickly explained.

Su Xiaomeng was amused by her grandfather’s playful manner.

"Rest first, rest first. If you don’t rest now, when the siblings come back, you won’t be able to handle the excitement."

Xiao Meng quickly coaxed.

"That’s true, I’m getting old, my stamina isn’t what it used to be. Best to rest and rejuvenate, or how can I keep up with those two little rascals... haha!"

After setting Bai Fengmao down for a rest, Su Xiaomeng left the guest room, walked to the master bedroom door and tilted her ear to listen to the sounds inside.

The conversation between Yin Shixiu and Little Junjie seemed to still be ongoing...

Su Xiaomeng didn’t knock to disturb them, bypassing the room, she headed to the study in Jun Garden to stay.

While flipping through some old books from the shelf, as soon as she sat down, the quiet study was disrupted by a hurried knocking.

"Come in."

The one who came rushing in wasn’t a servant from Jun Garden, but Ah Su who should have been in Zheng Garden helping tidy up.

Ah Su’s face was pale, her expression was panic-stricken.

Su Xiaomeng raised an eyebrow,

"What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost?"

"Fourth Young Madam, Miss Shuangshuang and Young Master Huang Huang... are missing."

"Thud!"

The book she had just flipped open fell to the ground.

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