Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 321 - 289: She Smiled, Dazzling the Eyes

Su Xiaomeng chuckled lightly, patting his head, "Alright, when your sister comes to Beijing, you can take her out to play."

Yin Junjie looked at Su Xiaomeng’s smiling eyes, admiring her white and tender skin and red little lips, finding her particularly pretty at that moment...

His little face turned a suspicious shade of red.

Not far away, Zhu Lan was about to sit down when she noticed her son was missing. After looking around, her gaze fixed on Su Xiaomeng.

What a coincidence to see Su Xiaomeng cozily touching her son...

She instantly furrowed her brows, stood up, but her hand was grabbed.

Evidently, this scene was also witnessed by Yin Bowen.

"What are you doing?"

"Sit down, that’s also his grandma. Why are you so frantic? What are you going to do rushing over there?"

Zhu Lan heard Yin Bowen’s words and furrowed her brows even tighter.

She squinted her eyes at Yin Bowen, "I’ve noticed your temper’s been growing lately. Who do you think you’re talking to? That’s my son. Why is Su Xiaomeng touching him here and there? Isn’t that perverted?"

Before Zhu Lan could finish her sentence, even Yin Meng, who was two seats over, could hear it clearly.

At that moment, she said unkindly, "Cousin-in-law, how can you say such things? What kind of filthy garbage is in that big head of yours?"

Zhu Lan regretted her words as soon as she said them, realizing she had gone too far. But being scolded by Yin Meng like this, she couldn’t help but glare back, "Who are you to tell me what to do, young girl?"

"Sister-in-law, please say a little less, alright? Junjie has come back, hasn’t he?"

Yin Bowen’s sister Yin Bomeng quickly advised softly.

Zhu Lan then quieted down, and as soon as Yin Junjie trotted back over, she immediately pulled him onto her lap.

She raised her hand and gave him a few light smacks on the bottom, "For running around!"

The smacks didn’t hurt, but Yin Junjie didn’t feel he had done anything wrong. The young master’s temper flared, and he immediately cried out for his grandpa and grandma.

Yin Shiqing and Shi Haiyan, sitting across a table, heard their grandson’s cries.

Zhu Lan felt very embarrassed by Yin Junjie’s crying and looked up to meet Yin Shiqing’s sharp gaze.

Intimidated by Yin Shiqing’s piercing eyes, Zhu Lan quickly consoled Yin Junjie, "It didn’t even hurt, why are you crying so loudly? Mommy’s worried about you, you know?"

Yin Junjie wiped his tears with his hand, pouted and muttered indistinctly, "I didn’t run around..."

"Alright, alright, you didn’t run around. Mommy wronged you.

Yin Junjie saw Zhu Lan admitted her fault, but the grievance in his heart didn’t dissipate. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt...

His little mouth was so pouty it could hold water.

Fortunately, Yin Junjie finally quieted down, not attracting more "friendly" gazes from the elders.

But no one expected Yin Junjie’s young master temper hadn’t gone away. He raised his hand and struck Zhu Lan on the face.

It wasn’t a slap, more like a raised hand hitting her.

Then he said matter-of-factly, "Mom, I hit you once too. I admit my fault. Let’s eat."

The whole table was dumbstruck, and Zhu Lan was genuinely embarrassed for quite a while, her face turning a deep red.

She felt an impulse to get even with her son right there and then.

Zhu Lan didn’t dare argue with her son, fearing the little guy would start crying again.

So she instinctively vented her anger on her husband, "This is all what you’ve taught him!"

Yin Bowen felt sometimes that Zhu Lan was completely oblivious to the setting when she said or did things.

Hearing Zhu Lan say this, he flared up, "Even a meal can’t shut your mouth, can it?"

Yin Bowen said this in a very low voice, but who knew—

"Yin Bowen, what’s wrong with you lately?!"

Zhu Lan snapped, and the Old Master at the table turned his gaze, looking at Yin Shiqing, "Go see what your daughter-in-law is up to. Can’t we just have a meal in peace?"

Yin Shiqing quickly agreed and asked Shi Haiyan to go over.

Shi Haiyan got up and went over, whispering a few words to Zhu Lan, who then sat down with a dark face, keeping quiet.

Later, Yin Bowen barely ate before leaving the table.

Zhu Lan ate at the table absentmindedly, feeling blocked up inside, frequently glancing towards the courtyard her husband had left for.

Children always feel particularly anxious when they see their parents arguing.

At this point, Young Master Yin Junjie lost his earlier temper, simply burying his head to eat quietly.

After the meal, he pulled his sister Tong Xiang and Yin Shilan’s grandson Yin Qiyang to play together.

Tong Hua wasn’t very confident in Yin Junjie. Though he was the eldest, he was particularly immature, so he softly told his wife, "Bomeng, keep an eye on them; Xiang and Qiyang are too young."

Yin Bomeng nodded and followed the children to the yard.

After the meal, Su Jin kept glancing at Yin Shaohui, seemingly wanting to say something.

Truth be told, Yin Shaohui had never really feared anything in his life.

But the look that little girl was giving him now truly made him feel the urge to hide and escape.

He felt that this little girl wanted to start another round with him.

As if she were out to reclaim lost honor...

So, in this case, Old Master Yin was a bit hesitant...

Although he still considered himself a spirited soldier, he cared about his face in his old age...

And so...

The old and the young exchanged glances like a cat chasing a mouse.

Yin Shaohui felt Su Jin had become relentless. When he saw her walking straight toward him, with her mouth moving as if about to speak—

The old man energetically yawned and said with full of sleepiness, "Getting old, if I don’t take a nap every day, I just feel out of it... eh..."

Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Yin said that, Su Jin stopped in her tracks and swallowed her words.

She turned around and left the room.

Mr. Yin let out a sigh of relief, while Zhou Mengqin snorted softly, glanced at Yin Shaohui, and couldn’t help but mutter, "You have no guts..."

Having his thoughts uncovered by his wife, the old man felt a bit embarrassed and could only grit his teeth and say, "I’m really sleepy, otherwise, battling that little girl for three hundred more rounds wouldn’t be a problem!"

"Is that so?"

Zhou Mengqin chuckled, not exposing him with her words, but inwardly she didn’t quite agree.

Yin Shaohui cleared his throat, just about to get up and go back to the room, when Ah Su rushed in, "Sir, Madame, Mr. Bai has come."

Yin Shaohui hurriedly got up to welcome Brother Bai.

Over at the Bai Family, they had just finished lunch too, and he wanted to see his granddaughter and those two little ones, so he came over.

Yin Shaohui quickly invited Bai Fengmao to sit and asked Ah Su to make tea.

"Don’t bother, I just came to see Shuangshuang and Huanghuang. That granddaughter, great-grandson, and great-granddaughter of mine are all holed up with your family; it’s really not easy for this old man to even catch a glance..."

Bai Fengmao’s joking words carried a hint of sourness.

Listening to this, Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin felt a bit awkward, "Shuangshuang and Huanghuang are still sleeping, probably won’t wake up for a while, Xiao Meng and Shixiu are upstairs too."

Bai Fengmao looked around, "Staying here, it’s really boring."

He said this, then noticed the chessboard not fully cleared away, pointed at it, and said to Yin Shaohui, "Shall we have a game?"

Bai Fengmao’s invitation was not something Yin Shaohui could refuse, but after thinking for a moment...

He couldn’t help but smile and said, "Brother Bai, I already played a game this morning, and I’m a bit tired. Should I find someone else to play with you?"

Bai Fengmao frowned slightly, "What do you mean by this?"

"No, Brother Bai, don’t misunderstand, I assure you, I’ll find someone who will make you feel refreshed and invigorated!"

Yin Shaohui’s jesting tone felt a bit awkward to hear.

Seeing Bai Fengmao no longer declined, Yin Shaohui promptly sent Ah Su to the yard to call Su Jin over.

Since grandpa was visiting Yin Family Manor, Bai Shunyuan had to accompany him; as well-built as the mountain paths were, the old man was quite elderly.

Having someone with him made the family feel more at ease.

As soon as they stepped through the gates of Yin Family Manor, there was Su Jin, sitting cross-legged on the lawn, holding two long roots of grass, twirling them in her fingers...

Her head bowed, her bobbed hair almost covering her face entirely.

Bai Fengmao walked straight ahead, not noticing Bai Shunyuan’s feet changing direction towards Su Jin.

A long, slender shadow hovered above Su Jin’s head.

Su Jin lifted her head, squinting slightly, her nose wrinkling...

Bai Shunyuan almost burst into tears from her expression, and couldn’t help but snicker.

The blurred features gradually pieced together into a somewhat recognizable face.

"Bai Shunyuan?"

"Now you remember."

Su Jin nodded but said nothing, lowering her head again to focus on the grass roots.

She seemed decided not to talk to him.

Bai Shunyuan wasn’t one to easily tolerate being ignored.

"Isn’t the ground dirty? How come a girl like you doesn’t care about cleanliness?"

Su Jin still said nothing.

He liked finding fault, that type who’d look for trouble with or without reason.

"Hey, I’m asking you something, and what are you doing here? Are those grass roots really that fun?"

Every question Bai Shunyuan asked had a hint of sarcasm in it.

Su Jin could only think of one retort repeatedly in her mind: none of your business.

But unable to act up here since it’s his territory, it would have been fine if they were at school.

"Are you really mute?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"I think my sister is probably resting upstairs."

"I’ll go find her."

"Su Jin, what have I done to you? Why are you avoiding me and ignoring me?"

Bai Shunyuan truly couldn’t understand.

He hadn’t offended Su Jin, so why did she dislike him so much?

"I’m not avoiding you, I’m weaving a grasshopper, and your constant chatter is annoying me."

"...Weaving what?"

"A grasshopper."

Bai Shunyuan gave her a look as if seeing a weirdo.

Su Jin remained seated cross-legged, the sun lazily warming her, the mountain air feeling quite refreshing.

She lowered her head, her nimble yet not very fair hands winding the long, somewhat withered grass roots.

Bai Shunyuan sat down beside her.

Su Jin didn’t lift her head, merely curiously asking, "Weren’t you concerned about the dirt?"