Third Aunt was a wise woman, full of knowledge and eloquence. During the meal, she conversed happily with Ye Ye, attentively adding food to her plate, contrasting with her usual image of a formidable woman, more like a warm mother, which deeply touched Ye Ye, who had lacked maternal love since childhood. “So, Third Aunt, you are my father’s junior sister?” Ye Ye asked after hearing Third Aunt’s story. “Yes, my father was your father’s firearms instructor, and your mother was his childhood sweetheart…” When mentioning Ye Ye’s mother, Third Aunt’s eyes dimmed momentarily…
Ye Ye didn’t pay much attention, took a bite of the dish, and looked at Long Yu, who was always sporting a mischievous smile beside her, and asked, “Third Aunt, does your son always smile like this?” Ye Ye was puzzled; why did Long Yu keep looking at her with such a meaningful smirk? Third Aunt paused, then laughed, “Yu might like you, hehe, usually, he doesn’t even smile at me, his own mother…”
Hearing this, Ye Ye rolled her eyes: “Long Shao, are you smitten with me at first sight?” Ye Ye thought Third Aunt was teasing her and joined in the playful banter. Across from her, Si Yan gave her a shallow smile, as if to say — you’ve hit the nail on the head…
Ye Ye regretted her words and tried to cover up by lowering her head to eat, making clicking sounds to divert attention… “Yes, it’s love at first sight. I — like — you!” Long Yu enunciated each word. Being straightforward, as befits a child of the martial world, he knew no shyness or pretense. Ye Ye dropped her chopsticks in shock, looked up, and awkwardly smiled at the others, “Hehe, an illusion —”
“It’s not an illusion, it’s real. I, Long Yu, declare that you, Ye Ye, are mine!” Long Yu’s wild, handsome face was firm and domineering as he grabbed Ye Ye’s hair, forcing her to face him. Not gentle, but not painful either. Then, looking at the dumbfounded Ye Ye, his gaze shifted to Third Aunt behind her: “Mommy, your unfulfilled dream, perhaps your son can help you achieve!”
