A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1360 - 265: Social Hierarchies and Making a Mountain Out of a Molehill (Part 1)

If Rongrong can marry into the Yan Family, she’ll be able to walk sideways in the Capital City in the future.

"When I go back, I must find out more about this Ji Yunya’s background...." Liu Cuiying muttered to herself.

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"Dad, Mom, I’m back." Zhuang Fanxing said softly, but her eyes involuntarily reddened.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle and Aunt, Little Aunt." Ruan Songxi greeted each person with a smile.

"Good, good, it’s nice you’re back. It’s cold outside, let’s go inside to talk." The group headed indoors and took their seats.

The old lady held her hand, her eyes fixed on her face, never getting enough: "Ah Xing, you came back without telling me in advance so I could prepare your favorite dishes."

Zhuang Fanxing smiled, "I decided to come back at the last minute, to see you two. Are you and Dad doing well?"

The old man seemed genuinely happy, quickly said: "We’re doing well, your mom and I. How about you, are you doing okay?"

Looking at Zhuang Fanxing, the old man felt a deep sense of pity. Compared to Yueyue, Ah Xing had suffered a lot since childhood. Who knew she would encounter such unfortunate people when she grew up. Such an excellent child was ruined by that scumbag.

Zhuang Fanxing smiled faintly, "Life always moves forward, be it good or bad, it’s just life after all." Her tone carried a sense of seeing through life’s ups and downs.

"Sister, stay a few more days this time, spend some time with Mom and me, okay?" The usually strong Zhuang Xiyue revealed a sense of dependence in front of Zhuang Fanxing.

Zhuang Fanxing nodded with a smile: "I planned to stay a few more days this time. Yueyue, you have not changed at all since I last saw you, still look so young."

Zhuang Xiyue touched her face and laughed, "I’m almost fifty, how can I be young? But you, sister, are getting younger and younger, without a single wrinkle on your face."

Zhuang Xiyue dedicates herself to maintaining her looks, but Zhuang Fanxing truly doesn’t show her age, looking just like a woman in her twenties, yet possessing a transcendental aura compared to those young girls.

Zhuang Fanxing smiled, her gaze fell on Yun Ya, her eyebrows slightly raised, "And who is this...."

Yan Song walked over with Yun Ya, first politely greeted "Big Aunt," then introduced to Zhuang Fanxing: "This is my fiancée, Yun Ya."

Zhuang Fanxing had heard beforehand and couldn’t help but smile and nod: "I’ve heard Xi’er mention you, didn’t expect you to be such a lovely girl, Ah Song, you must treat her well."

Yan Song nodded with a smile.

Yun Ya elegantly curved her lips into a smile.

Ruan Songxi teased: "Mom, you’re overthinking it, you have no idea how much your cousin treasures this daughter-in-law."

"Oh, really?" Zhuang Fanxing looked at the couple with a smile, evoking thoughts of a golden boy and jade girl. But where in the world is there true love? Hopefully, it will last.

"Cousin, you should worry about your own marriage. I heard your girlfriend is pressuring you to marry." Yan Song sneered lightly.

Ruan Songxi chuckled, touching his nose: "Seems my cousin does care about me, always keeping tabs on my news."

As he spoke, he winked at Yun Ya, teasingly, Yan Song’s eyes darkened, subtly pulling Yun Ya behind him, as Ruan Songxi burst into laughter.

Zhuang Fanxing shook her head with a laugh: "This child just loves to play. Ah Song, Yun Ya, don’t pay attention to your cousin."

"Mom, I am your real son." Ruan Songxi said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh dear, cousin, your playboy image doesn’t work in our family. Ah Song is a jealous type, so if you can win against him, then I never said anything." Zhuang Jingmo said, covering her mouth with a laugh.

"Elder Cousin is right, Cousin, the consequences of angering my brother are terrifying. My brother turns ruthless when he gets jealous." Yan Ke chimed in with a grin.

Yan Song rolled his eyes at both of them, "You little ingrates, don’t mention you know me when you’re out."

"Really? Ah Song, how about we spar a few moves?" Ruan Songxi raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I’m afraid that you’ll be bedridden for the next three months and Big Aunt will blame me." Yan Song mocked mercilessly.

"Then I must try, otherwise wouldn’t I lose face in front of a beauty?" As he spoke, he glanced at Yun Ya with a smile.

Yun Ya coughed, instinctively moved closer to Yan Song.

Yan Song snorted lightly: "Not getting up after being beaten is even more embarrassing."

Ruan Songxi raised an eyebrow: "How do you know if you don’t try?"

"Fight, fight...." Yan Ke urged.

The young ones went outside, Zhuang Fanxing looked at the youthful figures and said with a smile: "I always thought Xi’er had grown up, but mixed with these young people, he still seems childlike."

"Growing up in such a family, he inevitably took on more than most people. Without siblings, he naturally becomes more lively with Ah Song and them. In fact, Xi’er was always a good kid. You’ve raised him well, sister."

Cheerful and sunny, composed and elegant, though he is flirtatious, perhaps it’s just a protective shell. Otherwise, who knows what he might have grown into from such a family background.

Zhuang Fanxing pursed her lips with a smile, one needs to have some kind of support while alive. Xi’er is probably the meaning of her existence. Watching him babble, learn to walk, and call her "Mom," grow slowly into what he is today, her greatest achievement in life isn’t how influential she is in the literary world, how many awards she’s won, or how many fans she has.

It’s her son, that’s her most successful creation.