Cute, keep as a memento.
Yi Wanyue and Qiu Baiyu brought Qiu Zimin back to the Yi family.
Because Qiu Zimin said she wanted a grandmother.
Her good friend Qiao Mingxue has a grandmother who dotes on her, and many classmates in their class also have grandmothers who dote on them, only she doesn’t have one.
Her grandmother doesn’t like her, just like her father.
But today, someone like Qiao Mingxue’s grandmother appeared in her life, caring for her meticulously.
So, she began to yearn.
She also wanted a grandmother.
A grandmother who would be gentle to her and would love her.
Yi Wanyue and Qiu Baiyu then unhesitatingly returned to the Yi family.
If this is her 0.5%, they will spare no effort to help her fulfill her wish.
Yi Wanyue also believed that her mother wouldn’t mind having one more little granddaughter.
In the living room, several adults sat around the coffee table.
Upon learning of their intention, Yi Huayu reached out and hugged Qiu Zimin into her arms, asking in a gentle voice: “Do you want me to be your grandmother?”
Qiu Zimin instead felt a bit embarrassed.
She raised her arm to shyly cover half of her face, revealing only a pair of bright, sparkling eyes, then lightly nodded her head.
Yi Huayu asked with a smile: “Do you really like grandma?”
Qiu Zimin nodded her head again and said: “Like…”
Yi Huayu asked again: “Grandma likes you very much too, do you really want to be grandma’s child?”
Qiu Zimin paused at this question.
She turned her head to look at Qiu Baiyu, her two little eyebrows furrowing along.
After a few seconds, she hesitantly and worriedly said: “If I become grandma’s child, does that mean I can’t be auntie’s child anymore…”
Every child can only have one family.
She had never seen a child with two families, and there weren’t any in their class either.
Auntie was irreplaceable to her, if she could only be one person’s child, she would still choose auntie.
This question amused everyone present.
The child’s innocence was natural, and it was normal to ask such a question.
Yi Huayu stroked her little head with eyes full of love: “You are auntie’s child, and now you’ve just gained an additional grandmother, there’s no conflict.”
Qiu Zimin’s expression was delighted: “Really?!”
Yi Huayu nodded firmly, finding her even more adorable.
This child had a kind nature, fortunately, she met the auntie who saved her and wasn’t forced onto a vicious path of fate, fortunately, she has been growing up happily and healthily all this time.
“Grandma is willing to be Xiaomin’s grandmother, is Xiaomin willing to be grandma’s granddaughter?”
“I’m willing!”
This time, Qiu Zimin responded very loudly.
She reached out to hug Yi Huayu’s neck, the happiness in her heart was so full it was about to overflow.
“Grandma~”
She now also had a grandmother who doted on her.
“Grandma is here, grandma is by Xiaomin’s side.”
Yi Huayu gently held her in her arms, softly patting her back.
Poor child, she must have endured a lot of hardships alone before…
Qiu Baiyu and Yi Wanyue sat quietly to the side, watching this harmonious scene.
The two of them sat with shoulders touching, very close to each other.
Yi Wanyue asked in a low voice: “Has it decreased?”
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Previously, after they had counseled Qiu Zimin and let her know that her arrival was anticipated, the progress bar had immediately dropped by 0.5%.
If what Qiu Zimin wanted in her heart was a grandmother, now that her wish had come true, the remaining 0.5% should have dropped immediately as well.
However, Yi Wanyue saw Qiu Baiyu gently shake her head.
“It hasn’t decreased.”
Qiu Baiyu said so.
The 0.5% in the blackening progress bar above Qiu Zimin’s head seemed to be welded in place, not moving at all.
Yi Wanyue: “…?”
So it wasn’t this wish either?!
The two of them tacitly looked at the little one being held in arms, falling into a deep silence.
Where exactly was the source of this 0.5%?
Yi Aiyun, sitting opposite them, put down her water glass, and as she slowly raised her head, she saw the frowning expressions of the two.
“…”
These two had their brows furrowed into the shape of two “川” characters.
Qiu Zimin stood at the door and said goodbye to Yi Huayu once again.
“Grandma, I’ll come to play with you next time, I’ll bring caramel pudding cake for you and Auntie Aiyun, it’s really delicious!”
She was the world’s best ambassador for recommending caramel pudding cake!
Yi Huayu smiled and agreed.
Yi Wanyue and Qiu Baiyu listened and watched, suddenly hearing Yi Aiyun behind them say: “Don’t rush.”
The two turned to look back.
Yi Aiyun said calmly: “About this child’s matter, take it slow.”
She knew about the blackening progress bar on Qiu Zimin.
She also knew why they brought Qiu Zimin back to the Yi family.
Judging from their tightly furrowed brows just now, the result was obvious.
Since this attempt also failed, there’s no use in rushing this matter, they can only take it slow, searching step by step.
After confirming that her sister had turned the shielding function on, she said: “Clearing the progress bar too quickly, I’m afraid Miss Qiu’s system won’t easily let Miss Qiu off.”
Her calm eyes slowly turned to Qiu Baiyu: “Isn’t that right?”
Qiu Baiyu didn’t deny it.
She had already asked the system about this matter long ago.
She asked the system what would happen if she cleared all of Qiu Zimin’s existing progress, and the system said she would be punished, and told her: 【Please actively cooperate with the system, do not test the system’s bottom line.】
The meaning of these words seemed to hide an even bigger punishment behind them.
Indeed.
Being passively slack, not cooperating with the system, and even completely zeroing out the existing progress bar, this is practically an enemy-like existence—who would be lenient to an enemy?
Not to mention an enemy, she is still considered a cooperating host to the system now, but when the system shocks her now, it doesn’t show any mercy at all.
Without exaggeration, she and the system were each other’s greatest concern.
Having received an affirmative answer, Yi Aiyun raised her hand and very lightly patted Qiu Baiyu’s shoulder: “You’ve worked hard.”
Her other hand also patted Yi Wanyue: “You’ve worked hard too.”
For the Yi family, for Qiu Zimin, they had already tried their best.
Qiu Baiyu blinked twice in a daze.
It was at this moment that she suddenly felt that this eldest young lady of the Yi family was also quite nice.
Looking aloof, but kind-hearted inside, attentive to the smallest details.
The Yi family really is so warm…
Yi Wanyue and the other two arrived home safely.
After taking a shower, Qiu Baiyu remembered the USB drive Mother Yi gave to Yi Wanyue, and expectantly probed: “Should we watch it now?”
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Yi Wanyue said: “Either way is fine.”
Then she picked up the laptop, very naturally took Qiu Baiyu’s hand, and walked towards her own room: “Let’s go to my room, lying on the bed to watch will be more comfortable.”
Qiu Baiyu had no objections.
Qiu Zimin happened to overhear, and ran over excitedly to join them: “What are you watching? I want to watch too~”
Yi Wanyue smiled and patted her head: “We’re watching photos and videos of auntie when she was little.”
Qiu Zimin became even more interested: “I want to see, I want to see, I also want to see auntie when she was little!”
So Yi Wanyue’s bed now had three people on it.
Yi Wanyue sat cross-legged using the computer, pulling up the video.
Qiu Baiyu and Qiu Zimin sat beside her, eyes fixed on her every move.
A folder opened on the screen.
Inside the folder were smaller subfolders, categorized and clearly organized.
Yi Wanyue’s finger moved slowly on the touchpad, the cursor swimming back and forth in the folders like a carefree little fish.
She asked: “Which one do you want to see first?”
Qiu Zimin sat in Qiu Baiyu’s lap, waiting for Qiu Baiyu to decide.
Qiu Baiyu’s eyes scanned up and down, randomly pointing to a folder named “Playing Piano”: “Let’s watch this one.”
Yi Wanyue opened the folder.
A whole page of videos appeared before them.
Qiu Baiyu reached out again: “This one.”
She pointed at a video.
The video thumbnail showed a little girl sitting in front of a piano, with short hair, her back to the camera, looking quite stylish.
She wanted to see what Yi Wanyue looked like playing the piano when she was little.
Yi Wanyue had no recollection of this video, after all, these were all videos taken when she was young.
She casually clicked to play it.
“Bang bang—!”
The heavy piano notes violently crashed into their ears.
The three of them were startled by the sudden sound.
Then things started to seem off.
The pitch went high and low, completely unable to find where the melody was, the playing could be described as a mess.
Yet the child with her back to the camera played calmly, even seeming a bit entranced.
Qiu Zimin, sitting in Qiu Baiyu’s lap, had already silently raised her hands to cover her ears.
Qiu Baiyu: “…”
She couldn’t help but ask: “Is this you?”
The worse you play as a child, the better you play now, is this a video of how a piano prodigy is made?
But Yi Wanyue shook her head: “It’s not.”
Qiu Baiyu: “?”
On the screen, the camera slowly panned towards a sofa nearby.
On the sofa sat a girl even smaller than the one playing the piano.
She was wearing a bright little dress, holding a small teddy bear in her arms, both her little hands covering her ears, her eyes looking in the direction of the piano, her soft little face full of disbelief, as if unable to believe that there was someone in the world who could play the piano so shockingly badly.
Yi Wanyue calmly pointed at this child: “This is me.”
Qiu Baiyu: “?”
Qiu Zimin: “?”
Qiu Baiyu: “Then the one playing the piano is…”
Yi Wanyue: “It’s my older sister.”
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She sighed, both amused and helpless: “She really played the piano terribly.”
Her older sister had an extremely strong business acumen, but not a single artistic cell.
Qiu Baiyu: “…”
She could hear it, it was really terrible.
She asked Yi Wanyue to rewind the progress bar, stopping at the part where little Yi Wanyue was covering her ears, then raised her phone and took a picture right in front of Yi Wanyue.
Yi Wanyue: “?”
Qiu Baiyu, with an unchanged expression: “Cute, just keeping a memento.”
Yi Wanyue couldn’t help but laugh: “Is it cute?”
Qiu Baiyu looked at the shocked little dumpling in the photo, her eyes gently curving: “Cute.”
She seemed to suddenly understand why her grandmother liked to look at her childhood photos.
Because it’s a child you like, so you find them especially cute.
Because Yi Wanyue is the person she likes, she finds her cute, even cuter.
Yi Wanyue gazed at Qiu Baiyu’s profile, faintly catching a hint of emotion called “liking” in her slightly brightened eyes.
This made her both joyful and confused, yet she didn’t dare to act rashly, fearing it might be an illusion.
Her mind was left with just one question:
If this isn’t an illusion, is this hint of liking related to romantic love, or simply liking that finds me cute when I was little…?