Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

hered to set his sights on her.

Today, however, his father had dragged him here.
Despite his unwillingness, it would not be wise for him to embarrass his father too much.

Ji Xiu stepped forward with a distinct lack of interest, merely giving Lu Liangwei a nod.
“Lil Sis Weiwei.”

Lu Liangwei was not bothered by this, but Ji Qingyuan wanted to grab his son by the ear and give him a good beating.
However, he suppressed the temptation.

When Ji Qingyuan looked toward Lu Liangwei, his expression had already mellowed out.
“Weiwei, this is your Big Bro Ji Xiu.”

Lu Liangwei nodded at once.
“Young Master Ji.”

With that, she turned from Ji Xiu without a second glance and looked at the Dowager Duchess, “Grandmother, you have guests here.
I’ll take my leave now.”

The Dowager Duchess nodded immediately.
“Very well.
Go ahead.”

When Ji Qingyuan saw that Lu Liangwei was about to leave, he interjected quickly, “Weiwei, I haven’t seen your grandmother for quite a while, and there are many things that I’d like to talk to her about.
Your Big Bro Ji Xiu would like to visit the garden; might I trouble you to show him around?”

Lu Liangwei could not very well decline.
She shot a glance at the Dowager Duchess.
When she saw that her grandmother did not say anything, she had no choice but to agree.
“Of course.”

When Ji Qingyuan saw this, he lamented, “Weiwei is so obedient and understanding.
Not only is she pretty, but even her temperament is also beyond reproach.
If only my Xiu’er[1] was half as understanding as Weiwei.”

The Dowager Duchess made no reply.

Lu Liangwei led Ji Xiu out of Longevity Hall, and they left together.

The moment they departed, Ji Qingyuan immediately explained the purpose of his visit to the Dowager Duchess.

“Dowager Duchess, I shan’t conceal anything from you.
To be honest, I’m here today on behalf of my son.”

The Dowager Duchess pretended not to understand.
“What do you mean?”

Ji Qingyuan sighed.
“Dowager Duchess, I’ve heard about you and Brother Lu setting up an arena on Heavenly Street to select a bridegroom.”

The Dowager Duchess nodded but did not say anything.

When Ji Qingyuan saw that she did not reply, he suddenly felt extremely pressured.

Even though the Dowager Duchess was quite elderly, the intimidating aura she possessed as a result of spending years on the battlefield had not decreased in the slightest.

[1] She was called Ling’er in previous chapters by the author