Fortunately, the space was enough that unless intentional, no one would bump into each other. Dubian Che obediently sat near Jiutiao Meijie.

He could act however he wanted around Jiutiao Meijie, Mayi Asuka, and Xiaoquan Aonai, but he made sure to keep his distance from other women, even Kiyono Lin.

Especially Kiyono Lin, this beautiful girl who could see through people's hearts. Her every word, gesture, and expression carried immense charm.

"Let's go!" Mrs. Jiutiao pressed the gas pedal.

In front of the "palace" gate, about a dozen servants bowed as they saw them off.

The sky was clear, asphalt roads, trams, houses, roadside trees—everything in sight was glaringly bright.

"Would you like something to eat?" Mrs. Kiyono, holding snacks, turned back to ask the three.

"No." Jiutiao Meijie supported herself on the door armrest, looking out the window.

The two families were close; their mothers had been best friends since their generation. She had grown up under Mrs. Kiyono's care and had reached the point where she didn't need to intentionally say "thank you."

"Lin?"

"I don't want to eat."

"Mr. Dubian?"

"Thank you, I'm fine."

Mrs. Kiyono looked at Dubian Che, "Mr. Dubian, even in the back seat, you still need to buckle up."

"…" Dubian Che moved away from Jiutiao Meijie, sat in the middle, and fastened his seatbelt.

Mrs. Kiyono turned back and complained to Mrs. Jiutiao, who was driving:

"Kids these days have no sense of the law."

"Right." Mrs. Jiutiao's driving posture was cool, very different from Xiaoquan Aonai, who always held the steering wheel with both hands, vigilantly watching all directions.

"Mr. Dubian," Mrs. Jiutiao continued, "the richer and more powerful you are, the more you must abide by the law. When you become our son-in-law, you can't use your position to bully others or do anything illegal."

"Yes, understood."

After dealing with her, Dubian Che lowered his voice and said to the two ladies beside him, "Rich people are really hypocritical."

Jiutiao Meijie maintained her hand on the window, her alluring yet indifferent eyes glanced over.

"You're excluded."

"Lies."

"Hey! Kiyono, your mother has recognized me as her godson. Whether as siblings or brothers and sisters, shouldn't you be helping me?"

"Who is family with you?" Jiutiao Meijie reached her hand to Dubian Che's waist.

"Wait, just a minute, I have something to say!" Dubian Che grabbed her hand.

"Speak."

"Meijie, look, Aunt Kiyono is an elder, what can I do? Can I refuse her?"

"Mr. Dubian, mom is going to be sad, it sounds like she's forcing you," Mrs. Kiyono's tone carried an exaggerated sadness.

"See!" Dubian Che said to Jiutiao Meijie, "What can I do? What can I possibly do!"

Jiutiao Meijie found his self-righteousness both irritating and somewhat amusing.

"You don't want to be family with me?" Kiyono Lin's tone was superior, as if becoming her family was an honor for someone.

"Being siblings, I'll just have to humble myself."

"Kiyono, remember to call me sister-in-law," Jiutiao Meijie said with a cold laugh.

"A sister born in September, should you not call me Big Sister?" Kiyono Lin retorted with a cold laugh.

"I'm registering now with Dubian."

"Meijie, I'll only be seventeen in a week, a whole year away from the legal age for marriage," Dubian Che reminded.

"Dubian Che, are you helping me or her?" Jiutiao Meijie challenged.

"Of course, I'm helping my family!" Dubian Che asserted confidently.

"Haha!" Mrs. Jiutiao gently slapped the steering wheel.

Mrs. Kiyono also laughed joyfully. Kiyono Lin lightly pursed her lips, while Jiutiao Meijie first glared at Dubian Che, but under such an atmosphere, her eyes also showed a hint of amusement.

"I was worried the drive would be boring since it's so long, but having Mr. Dubian along has made the journey so interesting."

"Indeed, chatting with Mr. Dubian always lifts the spirits," Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile.

"I have a question for you two moms," Dubian Che said.

"What, dear son?" Mrs. Kiyono turned around, her expression one of affectionate readiness to share anything.

"How old are you really?"

"Ha, that's not something you would normally ask."

Leaving Tokyo, vast fields came into view.

In May, stretches of corn, the car passing through them was like venturing through a green sea. Beyond the cornfields were blue wheat fields where one could hear the sound of the wind in the wheat waves.

"It's so beautiful." Mrs. Kiyono said admiringly as she gazed at the landscape outside the window.

She turned to the four people in the car, "It's nice to come out occasionally."

"If you want to come out, come find me; I'm always free," Mrs. Jiutiao enjoyed the thrill of driving on the straight highway.

"What's the point with us two old ladies coming out?" Mrs. Kiyono still held a grudge over Dubian Che asking their age not long before.

Hearing no response, she turned around, puzzled.

Kiyono Lin and Jiutiao Meijie had leaned against the window and fallen asleep, and Dubian Che's entire body was almost nestled in Jiutiao Meijie's arms, also asleep.

The two ladies exchanged glances and softly laughed.

Dubian Che's head was pushed away by Jiutiao Meijie; when he woke, it was already three in the afternoon.

Actually, he hadn't been asleep at first. If he were genuinely preparing to sleep, he certainly wouldn't have intentionally leaned on Jiutiao Meijie.

The two ladies fell asleep first, and he didn't want to chat with the two mothers, so he simply pretended to sleep, then mischievously nestled into Jiutiao Meijie's arms.

But it was too comfortable, and he indeed fell asleep.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"We're here," Jiutiao Meijie said unenthusiastically.

"I see." Dubian Che nodded, "I thought you wouldn't let me lean on you."

Jiutiao Meijie gave him a look that meant: as if you haven't leaned on me enough times.

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