It wasn't just one Grandpa Cui. After greeting that old gentleman, Xu Changqing found herself in a dizzying whirl, following Shen Weimin and calling out to one person after another.
Especially when they reached the family compound's cafeteria. Good grief, it seemed there wasn't a single person Shen San didn't know. All the "uncles" and "aunties" he greeted—'Did he really know all of them from before he was twelve?'
On their way home with the steamed buns, Shen Weimin heard her and immediately shook his head. "Not exactly. This compound wasn't this large in the beginning."
"Besides some of the relatives, people like those guys around your dad's age—I only just met them. They know me as Director Xu's prized son-in-law."
'That self-proclaimed title… prized son-in-law, really?' Xu Changqing couldn't help but chuckle. But then again, it wasn't surprising at all. This was the real Brother Shen.
