Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 82

"Do you know the address of your home?" Sheng Yuxiao asked after they got in the car.

Li Xiaoya shook her head, but quickly added, "If we go back to school first, then I'll know how to get there from the school gate."

Sheng Yuxiao smiled, "Alright, let's head to the school then."

The production team's car followed behind as they wound through the streets, first circling back to the school before taking another main road. They drove for a full half hour.

"It's here," Li Xiaoya pointed out the window.

Even the driver couldn't help but exclaim, "She actually found it!"

"Let's go," Li Xiaoya was the first to push open the door and jump out. The security guard at the gate saw her and immediately opened the entrance.

The whole group followed her inside.

As they went deeper, the production crew couldn't help but exchange glances: "Li Xiaoya's grandfather's house seems really wealthy."

"They live in a Suzhou-style Garden!"

Amid their amazement, the group arrived at the main entrance.

For privacy reasons, the cameras had been pointed at the ground the whole way, until they saw the sign erected outside the door. Without thinking, the cameramen instinctively raised their cameras.

[Oh? The scene finally changed]

[Have they arrived at Li Xiaoya's house?]

[Whoa! What's this?]

The audience read the words on the sign clearly, then instantly erupted into their second burst of laughter of the day.

[Who wrote this? Li Xiaoya's grandfather? Why, just because the young master Sheng lured her away from the school gate?]

[I thought it would say 'Sheng Yuxiao and dogs not allowed']

[So it means dogs can enter, but young master Sheng can't?]

[This is too much, I'm going to laugh myself sick. It's probably the first time young master Sheng has been so unwelcome]

[Wait, I bet Qin Sui's family isn't welcome either]

Just as the comments were getting lively, the cameramen quietly lowered their hands again.

Mainly because they were afraid of young master Sheng's later retaliation.

[What's wrong with the production team? They're not being considerate at all, I want to see young master Sheng's expression!]

[Be careful, you might get assassinated for saying that]

The mischievous netizens clamored to see more.

At this moment, as if in telepathic connection with the audience, the cameramen slowly raised their arms again.

Li Xiaoya, who had re-entered the frame, calmly unzipped her backpack, took out a pen, walked over, and blacked out the word "not".

The eye-catching slogan instantly became:

"Sheng Yuxiao allowed to enter"

[...Li Xiaoya, you're a genius!]

[I bet young master Sheng's mouth is about to split from smiling now]

Indeed, Sheng Yuxiao's tense features suddenly relaxed.

"I didn't expect Mr. Wei to be so childish," Sheng Yuxiao chuckled softly.

[Big brother shouldn't mock little brother, have you forgotten you wanted to smash Qin Sui's car earlier?]

"Alright, since we've arrived at your home, you should go in," Sheng Yuxiao paused, then said, "I'll come to formally pay my respects to the old gentleman another day."

He didn't want to add fuel to the fire by going in now.

Wei Xuanming had an eccentric temper. It wouldn't matter if Sheng offended him, but if that offense affected Li Xiaoya, it wouldn't be good.

Now that he knew the home address, the rest wasn't important.

[Is this still the young master Sheng we know? He's actually retreating from a difficult situation?]

[And he's not even angry]

[It's mainly because Li Xiaoya pacified him so well]

The audience was preparing to leave the scene.

But Li Xiaoya grabbed Sheng Yuxiao's hand and said, "Let's go in together."

"Your grandfather is still an elder after all..." Sheng Yuxiao was still trying to show some respect for the elderly.

Li Xiaoya firmly said, "That's why we should let grandfather see who protected me in places they couldn't see."

[This, this... even ten Sheng Yuxiaos couldn't resist this]

In the frame, Sheng Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Mm, Li Xiaoya, you..."

"Hm? Me?" Li Xiaoya looked at him in confusion.

What about me?

"Nothing. ... Have you ever eaten a kind of lollipop? The outer layer is hard when you bite it, but after you crack it, the filling inside flows out."

Li Xiaoya listened in a daze, wondering if Sheng Yuxiao wanted to eat this candy.

She had never seen such candy before.

"Let's go in," Sheng Yuxiao said decisively, picking up Li Xiaoya and placing her inside the threshold first.

Then he turned to the production crew: "You can't film inside."

The crew tactfully stepped back, giving an OK gesture.

[We've come all this way, but can't see more. Are you production team deliberately torturing us?]

[Alright, alright, young master Sheng is happy, we're the only ones suffering!]

No matter how reluctant the audience was, this episode ended here.

The director general was also very unwilling, couldn't help but gaze at the backs of the two departing figures, muttering quietly: "If I had known, I would have signed for more episodes in the contract."

The cameraman also sighed: "Back then, everyone was afraid young master Sheng would quit after one episode. Who could have imagined now..."

The staff reluctantly returned to their own cars.

Meanwhile, Li Xiaoya hadn't walked far before she encountered a servant.

The servant immediately turned to report happily: "The young miss is back!"

The Wei family's bodyguards didn't recognize Sheng Yuxiao yet, and for a moment couldn't connect this young man walking beside Li Xiaoya with the name on the sign outside, so they let him in without hindrance.

They made their way to the courtyard, where several Chinese-style screens were set up, enclosing the area. As they approached, a warm breeze greeted them.

"You're back?" Wei Xuanming's tone was slightly stern.

Li Xiaoya nodded, obediently calling out: "Grandfather, Second Uncle, Little Uncle."

Wei Wenqing was a bit anxious, afraid the old man would give Li Xiaoya trouble.

"Where did you go?" Wei Xuanming asked again.

"To buy a schoolbag."

Just for a schoolbag...?

Wei Xuanming's face darkened a bit more.

But that wasn't all. Li Xiaoya took the initiative to introduce: "Grandfather, this is Sheng Yuxiao."

Wei Xuanming immediately turned to look at the servant beside him.

The servant hurriedly said: "The sign, the sign was put up..."

Wei Xuanming didn't speak, only feeling that this child was truly bold.

Openly defying him!

Li Xiaoya then turned to look at the servant, saying: "Please bring another chair."

"You want him to stay for dinner?" Wei Xuanming frowned.

Li Xiaoya nodded.

"This is a family dinner," Wei Xuanming said.

Li Xiaoya immediately looked towards Wei Lin: "Then what about him..."

Wei Lin: ?

Why am I being dragged into your grandfather-granddaughter dispute?

"He is my godson," Wei Xuanming said in a deep voice.

"This is my brother," Li Xiaoya also said.

The old and the young, neither willing to give in.

Wei Wenjuan and Wei Wenqing's hearts were in their throats.

"What kind of brother is he?" Wei Xuanming asked again.

"If those who protect me don't count as my brothers, then who does?" Li Xiaoya countered.

Wei Xuanming: "..."

Just when everyone thought the standoff would continue, Wei Xuanming suddenly relented: "Then sit down."

Li Xiaoya immediately went to sit next to her little uncle, and had the servant put the chair beside her, which would be Sheng Yuxiao's seat.

"It's still not enough," Li Xiaoya suddenly said.

Wei Xuanming raised his eyes to look at her: "You have a second brother?"

At these words, even Wei Lin couldn't help but glance towards the main gate. That Qin Sui hadn't come too, had he?

Li Xiaoya said: "It's a family dinner, how can we leave out Aunt?"

Wei Xuanming was silent for a moment, then said: "Your aunt, she's not quite fit to appear in public..."

"Then what about Big Uncle and Big Aunt?"

"They passed away early."

"I know, but this is a family dinner," Li Xiaoya said, then suddenly stood up and ran towards the bedroom. Soon, she came back carrying Wei Wenyu's photo, which she placed at the edge of the table.

Wei Xuanming's throat tightened, the severity in his brow and eyes fading away, that air of old weariness seeming to return to him all at once.

He said in a deep voice: "Alright! Go and bring out the portraits of the eldest young master and eldest young miss as well. And the second young miss... bring her out too."

This was the most complete family dinner the Wei family had had in many years.