Jiang Junyi pushed Wan Qingyun to the lawn, where a tent, picnic tablecloth, barbecue grill, and mini-fridge were already set up.
It was neat, orderly, and efficient.
This was the capability of an old-generation butler!
At this moment, Uncle Wu was standing in front of the grill, arranging the ingredients.
The fatty and lean pork belly sizzled with oil, and the lamb skewers were fragrant.
Even Wan Qingyun, who usually preferred light meals, couldn't help but swallow.
"Young Master, Young Mistress, please wait a moment."
Uncle Wu was impeccably dressed in a suit, wearing black gloves for grilling, and his hair was slicked back, looking extremely elegant.
As the Jiang Family's butler, his image, to some extent, represented the Jiang Family's facade.
"No rush," Jiang Junyi replied, then turned to Wan Qingyun, "Qingyun, do you want to sit on the lawn?"
Although this wheelchair was custom-made, sitting for too long might still be detrimental to her health.
"Okay."
Wan Qingyun nodded, her cheeks slightly blushing as if she had thought of something.
The next moment, Jiang Junyi picked up Wan Qingyun, while the doll was already placed inside the tent.
He gently placed Wan Qingyun on the grass; the picnic tablecloth separated her from the soil while retaining the softness of the lawn.
Jiang Junyi also sat down, letting Wan Qingyun rest her head on his lap, lying comfortably.
Wan Qingyun felt the gentle breeze and the warm spring sunshine, a sense of ease spreading throughout her body.
She raised her hand to the sky, gently trying to grasp something.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Junyi caressed Wan Qingyun's cheek.
"Catching spring."
Jiang Junyi smiled, "How do you catch spring?"
"Catching you is catching all four seasons," Wan Qingyun said softly.
Jiang Junyi was slightly stunned, his heart beating faster.
He lowered his head to face Wan Qingyun, "When did you learn that?"
Wan Qingyun playfully turned her head away, "Hmph, as if only you can say sweet nothings."
Jiang Junyi gently stroked Wan Qingyun's eyebrows and eyes; her slightly reddened earlobes betrayed her shyness: "That was so well said, you deserve a kiss!"
"No! Uncle Wu is still here!" Wan Qingyun's small hands quickly pushed against Jiang Junyi's face.
"Young Mistress, if needed, I can also feign death," Uncle Wu said seriously, facing the grill.
"No need!"
Wan Qingyun was mortified; she could only say they were truly master and servant.
One was shameless, the other disregarded his life.
Wan Qingyun let her hands fall, her body relaxed: "This is good, just like this."
The sunlight fell upon her fairy-like face, momentarily captivating Jiang Junyi.
"How can my Qingyun be so beautiful?" Jiang Junyi murmured.
Wan Qingyun smiled softly: "Perhaps... it's to meet you?"
Jiang Junyi was instantly speechless, not knowing how to respond.
Damn it! A Qingyun who can say sweet nothings, I love it so much!
It just made him unable to stop.
"Oh dear, is someone getting shy?" Wan Qingyun teased.
"Oh, you're making fun of me?" Jiang Junyi feigned great anger, unleashing his secret technique of tickling.
A pair of mischievous hands reached for Wan Qingyun's armpit.
A silvery laugh instantly echoed around, and a warm, sweet atmosphere enveloped this patch of lawn.
"Food's here ~" Uncle Wu brought two plates and placed them on the small table on the tablecloth.
After setting them down, he took two bottles of drinks from the fridge, opened them, and placed them in front of Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun.
"Young Master, Young Mistress, please enjoy."
Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun stopped their playful antics, rested for a while, then sat up, ready to taste Uncle Wu's cooking.
"Here, take this," Jiang Junyi held Wan Qingyun's small hand, placing a grilled skewer in it, then put the drink in her other hand.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers ~"
Influenced by Jiang Junyi, Wan Qingyun seemed full of vitality at this moment.
"Gulp, gulp."
The refreshing, cool drink went down, paired with the colorful, fragrant, and delicious grilled skewers—it was simply heaven on earth.
"Ah ~" "Ah ~"
Both of them let out a satisfied sound at the same time, then coincidentally laughed.
Just then, a voice came — "This moment, it needs a song."
Jiang Junyi stiffened, turned around, and saw a tall, burly man with a buzz cut and a poker face holding a guitar.
Wang Hao?!
Jiang Junyi pointed at Wang Hao: "You..."
Wan Qingyun grabbed Jiang Junyi: "Ahem, well, I think it's nice to have music, it fits the mood!"
Jiang Junyi smiled wryly; by now, he fully understood why all this was happening.
"Okay, as you wish."
With that single phrase, "as you wish," Wan Qingyun's heart felt as sweet as honey.
[Ding ~ Detected pure love target's heart is sweet, pure love value +1+1+1...]
"Ding dong ~"
Wang Hao strummed the guitar strings, then shouted, "Qi Qi!"
"Coming!"
A vibrant figure quickly set up a drum kit behind Wang Hao.
"Ready... go!"
A melodious and lively prelude began, and beautiful notes flowed from Wang Hao's fingertips.
"Perhaps memories have fallen into the sea, perhaps some past events can't return."
"Perhaps time will steal away waiting, love for a long time may still part."
Although Wang Hao looked tough, he sang without reservation; his voice was clear and gentle, and with the guitar, it felt like slowly telling a story.
It felt like he had reached seventy to eighty percent of Brother Jie's level.
...
As the song progressed, the drumbeats became more intense and surging, just like the emotions in Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun's hearts.
"Dialogue under the moon, as innocent as a child."
"You asked me several times what that was..."
"This is love —"
"This is love — love ~"
Jiang Junyi felt goosebumps rising.
My goodness, this kid has this skill too?!
He's showing off now!
When the song ended, the two were still immersed in the intense emotions unleashed by the song.
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun's hands were firmly clasped together.
Perhaps, this was love.
"Clap, clap, clap! Good!" Uncle Wu was the first to applaud enthusiastically.
The sound pulled Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun back to their senses; they looked at each other and suddenly realized their fingers were intertwined.
"Ahem!" Both coughed and quickly let go, then clapped vigorously.
"Good! Uncle Wu, reward!" Jiang Junyi waved his hand.
Uncle Wu nodded, pulling out a wad of red bills from his pocket: "Thank you for the performance."
Wang Hao was about to say something when Liang Qiqi on the other side looked as if she had seen treasure, her eyes shining: "Thank you, Uncle Wu! Big Brother, let's go!"
Liang Qiqi called out, grabbed the money, and ran.
Of course, the drum kit also disappeared in a flash.
Wang Hao sighed helplessly, bowed slightly: "I wish you both a pleasant outing."
Then he turned and ran after Liang Qiqi: "Give me half, hey!"
At this moment, Jiang Junyi felt someone tugging at his clothes, and Wan Qingyun asked in a soft, sweet voice: "How... how do you feel?"
How do I feel?
Jiang Junyi could barely hide his excitement, taking deep breaths to calm himself.
I feel so happy I could spiral explode into heaven!
He had, of course, already realized that Wang Hao, Feng Liuliu, and Virgo were all arranged by Wan Qingyun.
This girl was using everything she had to respond to his sincere and passionate feelings.
Perhaps a little clumsy, perhaps a little flawed.
But —
Love never shrivels because of imperfections.
It is, in itself, perfect.
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