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The birthday party was no longer going to be at the hotel.

Song Wu wanted to go back and eat the longevity noodles her sister was making and have a cozy lunch with the family.

The outside world was too harsh, only home could provide her true warmth.

She stood up and announced she was going home to eat noodles.

She initially thought no one would follow her, but to her surprise, Liu Bizheng was the first to stand up.

Even if he had to do it shamelessly, he was determined to meet her.

The four goddesses of Eighty-Five Flower, he had invested in them all.

If he could win Tengying's approval, his promotion to a main drama director was as good as secured, easy as pie.

How could he not go at such a time?

And not just him, but all the other close friends were eager to join the excitement too.

It wasn't easy to meet such a bigshot, and if you can't seize such an opportunity, why even bother staying in the entertainment industry?

Song Wu had thought they were calling her to Shijingshan, but it turned out Yang Mi was leading them somewhere else entirely—

to a super Siheyuan in Nanluo Gu Alley.

Zhang Tian'ai naturally followed as well, in Capital City, who didn't know Nanluo Gu Alley?

The best Siheyuans, also the most luxurious top residential properties in all of Capital City.

Nowadays, those living there were no ordinary people.

From the outside, it still had the grandeur of a prince's mansion, but after pushing open that antique gate—

the sight inside was utterly staggering.

The large courtyard, featuring four-in-four-out architecture, was decorated in an ultra-modern classical style.

Surrounded by crabapple trees, the courtyard was elegant, filled with the fragrance of books.

This was even before seeing the supernaturally beautiful row of rooms at the back.

Just the front courtyard alone left them totally amazed.

A courtyard costing a hundred million to renovate, how could it not be beautiful?

Chen Pingsheng wore a simple T-shirt, and Song Yanxi was helping with the cooking inside.

Today was her younger sister's birthday, and as her elder sister, she wanted to make it a special celebration.

Chen Pingsheng invited them to sit where they liked or to go up to the second floor, where he had designed an open-air, panoramic balcony in the west wing.

That place was perfect for various gatherings and casual entertainment during the evening hours.

This kind of house, not to mention Song Wu herself was amazed—

Yang Mi also adored it.

She didn't stay long as she had to rush back for filming, and others were the same, with the bigshot cooking in person, if you felt you could share that honor to stay and eat, then stay.

If not, it was advisable to just greet and leave.

Clearly, they just wanted to gather with the family.

They didn't plan to entertain so many people, or else they would have gone directly to a hotel instead of home.

With the bigshot's status, what hotel couldn't they afford?

The unpretentious bigshot was even cooking himself, obviously caring a great deal for his little sister-in-law.

The group arrived quickly and left even quicker.

In the vast Siheyuan, only their family remained.

Because there was still a bit of an odor, Liu Fen didn't even bring the child.

The house was finally completed.

The real move-in was set for the end of June, since it was mainly the children who were the concern, not the adults.

Today was merely gathering for a meal here.

Song Yanxi made a few simple dishes and also cooked a bowl of longevity noodles.

After serving, she urged Song Wu to eat quickly before it got cold and unappetizing.

Since childhood, the two sisters had lived in the countryside, only one later was taken to the city by Liu Fen, while the other remained in the countryside.

This caused a complete shift in their thoughts and values as they grew up.

Despite these changes, what had never altered was the bond between the sisters.

That's how family was, no matter how you argued or fought—

In the end, you'd still sit together happily for a meal.

Song Yanxi said, "You're twenty-four now, time really flies. When we first came to Capital City, you were just a high school student. Watching you go to university and then graduate from Shanghai University, I've always been so envious."

"Sister…" Song Wu couldn't help but wipe away her tears.

"What are you crying for? Today is your birthday, you should be happy."

Song Yanxi touched her head and smiled tenderly.

In her eyes, her little sister seemed never to have grown up.

But now, she finally had.
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She knew how to earn money now and knew not to embarrass her brother-in-law anymore.

"First, finish the noodles. After today, no one in the entertainment industry will be able to bully you anymore."

She had heard some things about her sister, actually.

Zhang Tian'ai often sent her messages, like today's about Liu Bizheng.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Song Wu devoured the longevity noodles her sister had personally made for her.

Though she wasn't very hungry, she always felt this bowl of noodles was the best delicacy in the world.

Song Yanxi just smiled and said nothing.

Years gently flowed, and time hurried by.

Only her love for her husband and her affection for her family remained undiluted.

The sisters lay on the rooftop terrace on the second floor, sharing their life experiences over the years.

Though the older sister's life had improved, she still had daily pursuits of learning and self-improvement.

The younger sister had grown up and needed to start earning her own money and think about a future that belonged solely to her.

The traces of growing up streaked across like a shooting star.

Who could leave a brilliant light in this era?

Song Wu felt her sister had achieved this; at least, she had become the person she always wanted to be.

Chasing the love of her youth, she braved storms with her beloved early in adulthood, sharing both joys and hardships.

They earned money together and raised Little An'an together.

Even in better times, she was still able to support a vast Water Cloud Space for her husband.

Love, oh, it always sounds so simple.

But truly experiencing it, how many are willing to walk such a difficult path with their partner?

Everyone wants the easy pickings, and in the end, love becomes elusive and insubstantial.

No longer believing in it themselves.

By three in the afternoon, her sister had fallen asleep.

Her brother-in-law came over and draped a small blanket over her.

Perhaps out of fear that she might catch cold.

This was surely the best representation of love.

With no sleepiness herself, Song Wu opened her phone and suddenly saw her own news.

The screen was full of big stars wishing her a happy birthday.

There were Yang Mi, Zhao Liying, and Tengying Shishi.

Then there was Shen Teng and Ma Li, along with countless top-notch directors.

Almost all of them sent entertainment wishes right away.

This caused the news of her birthday to surge to the top of the entertainment charts.

Song Wu knew that her brother-in-law had acknowledged her publicly.

It was also the best birthday gift her sister had given her.

From now on in the entertainment circle, no one would dare make her dance belly dance on stage on her birthday.

Nor would anyone dare to bully her casually.

The best sister, the best brother-in-law.

Reflecting on the past, when she first came to Capital City.

She used to cry every day, insisting on going home to find her sister, and Liu Fen could do nothing to comfort her.

She just cried incessantly.

Time is the best healer; after crying for a few months, she stopped.

Instead, she thought of going out to play with the local kids in Capital City.

Back then, people criticized her as a "country bumpkin."

She always hated that term, until she met her sister who had brought a country brother-in-law over.