Chapter 465: Chapter 465 - 459: Even the Pants He’s Treasured for Over Twenty Years...

Thinking about how, as a child, he was often picked up and beaten by Jing Jihan, Jing Luozhou clicked his tongue several times, unable to bear the shadows of his childhood, and wanted to pinched Mianmian’s little face hard, as if to get back at the grievances he suffered as a child.

But Mianmian kept her eyes wide open looking at him, which made it impossible for him to pinch her, so he ended up poking her between the eyebrows instead and then, with an expression of disdain, obediently took out a delicate little box from a pocket of his coat hanging over his arm.

"Here, your second uncle’s welcome gift, don’t get too excited."

Mianmian smiled sweetly and promptly called out, "Thank you, Second Uncle!" She excitedly reached out to take it.

After receiving the gift, the little rascal who had guessed moments ago that he was Jing Jihan’s son, quietly held the gift in her hand without opening it. Jing Luozhou raised his eyebrows, "Not going to open it and take a look?"

All the gifts Mianmian received today had not yet been opened because mommy said that many people visiting today were relatives and friends not often in contact, and the gifts might not necessarily be suitable for children. Also, opening gifts in front of so many people was considered impolite, so Mianmian obediently hadn’t opened any gifts.

But this strange yet tall and handsome second uncle seemed to have a good relationship with daddy, mommy, great-grandpa, and great-grandma.

Mianmian turned to look at Shi Su, her big eyes darting to mommy, as if seeking mommy’s permission.

Seeing mommy nodding with a smile, Mianmian hurriedly opened the exquisite box in her hand out of curiosity.

Inside was a pink, detachable, and assembled pencil shaped like a candied fruit stick. The largest round piece on top was a mini globe, which softly lights up with a gentle touch. There were touchable buttons with tiny diamond decorations on them, exuding elegance amidst simplicity, not something outrageously expensive, but perfectly suitable for Mianmian’s age, crafted with care, and easily liked by children.

"Wow!" Mianmian looked surprised at the "candied fruit stick" and the tiny globe that lights up in her hand, "It’s so beautiful!"

"Do you like it?" Jing Luozhou tilted his head and smiled proudly at her.

"I love it! Thank you, Second Uncle! It’s so beautiful!" Mianmian shook the "candied fruit stick" in her hand and excitedly turned to Shi Su, saying, "Mommy, can I use the pen Second Uncle gave me to do my homework?"

"Of course, you can. What Second Uncle gives you is yours."

Mianmian instantly jumped for joy, moved forward, and hugged Jing Luozhou’s leg, looking up with a sweet smile, "Thank you, Second Uncle! Thank you, Second Uncle! Mianmian really loves the gift from Second Uncle!"

Suddenly hugged on the leg, Jing Luozhou looked down at this little thing, sneered, surprised that someone like him who generally shunned children could actually cheer one up like this, and flicked her little head lightly, certainly not with force. With a stern brow, he said, "If you like it, Second Uncle will give you a new and interesting gadget every year."

Mianmian nodded repeatedly, feeling a bit shy from receiving too many gifts today, decided to lean on his leg and then, stealthily glanced at others in the main hall looking in this direction.

Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing looked at Mianmian’s seemingly naive and clingy demeanor, but in reality, the child exuded a cleverness.

Even if adults didn’t say anything, she could distinguish who was sincere and who was pretending, who truly cared for her.

Earlier, in the main hall, many people praised Mianmian for being cute and pretty, saying she resembled her parents and would grow up to be a beautiful lady, but Mianmian just politely smiled and said thank you. However, now she was directly hugging Jing Luozhou’s leg, clearly knowing he was a reliable Second Uncle.

Jing Luozhou’s gaze at this moment fell on Shi Su’s wrist, seeing that bracelet, turned to ask Jing Jihan, "Have they returned?"

Jing Jihan gave him a placid look, Jing Luozhou instantly understood, kept his expression unchanged without a word, suddenly lowered his head and picked up the little thing by his leg, directly letting Mianmian sit on his nape, carrying the startled Mianmian as he turned, "Let’s go, clingy little one, Second Uncle will take you to the Jing Family’s backyard to hunt for treasures. I dug a dirt pit behind the rockery as a child and buried a treasure, do you want to go see it with me?"

"Wow? Is there a treasure?" Mianmian steadily hugged Jing Luozhou’s neck, looking around excitedly because she suddenly became so tall, eager to look in all directions.

Without another word, Jing Luozhou carried Mianmian away, while the war between Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing was still unfinished. To their surprise, this brat’s return instantly won Mianmian’s heart and took the child away.

The two elders each pursed their lips, exchanged glances, rolled their eyes at each other, and turned away.

Shi Su leaned close to the tall and upright man beside her and whispered, "Is there really a treasure?"

Jing Jihan’s voice was clear and calm, "At most, it’s the glass marbles, Ultraman, and toy gun he hid. As a child, he often wet his pants, especially keen on saving face, the wet pants often disappeared after being hidden. The so-called treasure might well be the pants he’s kept as a treasure for more than twenty years."

Shi Su: "......"

After returning to her room and changing clothes, Jing Sixue called the makeup artist arranged for today by the Jing Family to fix her hairstyle, then came out and returned to the main hall about twenty minutes later.

Jing Hanhai and Mrs. Jing, Yu Xiulin, had also changed into today’s attire, dressed splendidly like everyone else, officially becoming dressed for the occasion.

After all, tonight’s family dinner was very important to Mr. Jing, a rare and grand family feast, and if they didn’t cooperate now, they might be refused entry into the family upon returning internationally later.

After Mrs. Jing came out, she instinctively looked for Mianmian. While changing clothes inside earlier, she kept thinking how adorable that child was, a natural blood connection made it hard for her to feel any distance or rejection from the child, yet not seeing the child now, she only spotted the old man and old woman sitting in the main hall, not knowing what they were arguing about, the old couple completely ignoring the surrounding guests, glaring angrily at each other, obviously having just quarreled.

Jing Hanhai chuckled and intended to mediate, but Mrs. Jing was the first to glance at him, "Shut up, your own family matters aren’t cleared up yet, don’t interfere."

Jing Hanhai, still being roasted by his own mom even after living for decades, "..."

Jing Sixue didn’t care about the old couple’s matters, upon returning to the main hall, she scanned the crowd, looking at Shi Su, who was always greeting guests with Jing Jihan, coming and going together, constantly held at Jing Jihan’s side.

Once again seeing the bracelet on Shi Su’s wrist, Jing Sixue was furious inside.

Why Shi Su?

Why did it have to be Shi Su?

What made Shi Su worthy?

Shi Su was simply unworthy!