Let's Catch Up, Us Young Folks

After the three of them had enjoyed several cups of tea in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, movement began at the entrance.

By now, the estate's main gate had been left wide open and wouldn't be closed again for the time being.

More guests would soon arrive one after another.

A few minutes later, two cars drove through the estate gates.

Su Yang turned his head upon hearing the noise and looked through a large arched glass window.

Leading the way was a Maybach GLS600, followed closely by a Maserati MC20.

Recognizing the vehicles, Su Yang smiled at Meng Wenzhou and said, "They're here."

Meng Wenzhou also glanced outside and replied with a faint smile, "Let’s go, then. You and I should greet them."

"Sure." Su Yang set down his teacup and stood up.

Pan Ning, however, remained lounging on the couch, engrossed in her phone. "You two go ahead."

"Alright~"

The two quickly made their way to the parking area outside.

As the cars slowly approached, Liu Bo leaned out from the GLS600 window and shouted with a loud laugh, "HELLO there!!"

"Enough with the hello—just park already."

"Got it!" Liu Bo grinned and steered the car into the left-side parking lot.

The MC20 followed closely behind. Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou peered inside and saw only Zhang Ziming in the driver's seat.

He also stuck his head out and greeted cheerfully, "Yang, you’re here already?"

"I just arrived a little while ago. Hey, where’s Yi Xue?"

"Yi Xue? She’s still in Shanghai. Let me park first."

"Sure."

The two quickly parked and stepped out. Liu Bo pulled out a pack of cigarettes, handing them around before lighting one himself. "Where are the others?"

"What others?" Su Yang asked.

Liu Bo glanced around. "Where’s sis-in-law?"

"Sis-in-law...? You’re getting pretty comfortable with that title, huh."

"Heh, of course."

"She’s inside."

Liu Bo nodded. "Got it. Let’s head in, then."

Just as the four were about to turn toward the house, another car rolled through the gates in the distance.

They paused and watched as a black Lamborghini Huracán roared in, its engine growling aggressively.

Frowning at the deafening noise, Liu Bo turned to Meng Wenzhou. "Meng, who’s this guy? Acting so bold?"

Meng Wenzhou chuckled and shook his head. "Little Ji Bo~"

"Pfft—" Su Yang couldn’t hold back his laughter. "What a fitting nickname..."

Before long, Ji Bo pulled up beside them and leaned out, shouting dramatically, "Damn! All four of you came out to welcome me? I don’t deserve this honor!"

Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "Cut the nonsense. Park over there, left side."

"Heh, got it."

Ji Bo obediently steered into the parking lot.

Moments later, he jogged back with arms wide open. "My dear brothers! Long time no see—I’ve missed you all so much!!"

All four men wore identical expressions of disdain.

Su Yang eyed Ji Bo. "What have you been up to lately?"

"Just messing around, what else? Drinking, flirting with girls—life’s so dull and monotonous, you know?"

"Weren’t you supposed to start working out? Did you?"

"Well... I went a few times, but without a workout buddy, I lost motivation."

Meng Wenzhou exhaled a cloud of smoke. "You didn’t work out at all. My gym has no record of you signing up."

"Uh... I didn’t want to trouble you, so I didn’t register there."

"Since when are you this considerate?"

"Heh, let’s not dwell on that. Brothers, spare me a cigarette?"

"You don’t have your own?"

"Forgot to bring any."

Liu Bo shot him a sidelong glance before tossing him a pack. "Keep it."

"Thanks, Bro Bo~"

As the five chatted, more cars began arriving at the gate.

Su Yang turned to Meng Wenzhou. "Hey, didn’t Uncle Chen say the reception starts at two? Why are people coming early?"

Meng Wenzhou shrugged. "No idea. Maybe they’re Qianyu’s friends, or Pan Ning’s. Could also be close friends of my parents."

Two more cars entered—a black Range Rover led the way, followed by a red Aston Martin DBS.

Su Yang immediately recognized the latter—he’d raced against it just yesterday.

He stepped closer to Meng Wenzhou and murmured, "See that Aston behind the Rover?"

Meng Wenzhou tilted his head. "Yeah, what about it? You know them?"

"Heh, the guy inside is the one you mentioned—the guy who went to Pan Ning’s place the other night. Name’s Chu Qiunan."

"What? How do you know?"

"Ran into him at Happy Valley yesterday with Pan Ning. The guy wouldn’t leave us alone, so I ended up racing him. We got acquainted after that."

"Oh? We’ll talk details later. You didn’t hit him, did you?"

Su Yang sighed. "If I had, do you think he’d be showing up today?"

"Fair point. Then the Rover’s probably his parents."

"Most likely."

As they spoke, the two cars pulled up. The Range Rover indeed carried a middle-aged couple—Chu Qiunan’s parents, Chu Changsheng and Wu Chunhong.

Though they were close with Meng Wenzhou’s parents, Meng had never met them before.

The Rover drove straight into the parking lot, but the Aston Martin abruptly braked beside the group.

Chu Qiunan leaned out and called to Su Yang with exaggerated enthusiasm, "Hey!! What are you doing here?"

Su Yang smirked and stepped forward. "Dumb question—of course I’d be here."

"Man, you’re everywhere."

"Yep, omnipresent. Why don’t you park first, then come back to chat?"

"Fine, fine. Just you wait." Chu Qiunan shot him a glare before speeding off to park.

Liu Bo turned to Su Yang. "This guy seems even goofier than little Ji Bo."

Before Su Yang could respond, Ji Bo protested, "Bro Bo, I take offense to that. What do you mean, ‘goofier than me’?"

"Heh, just an example."

"Some example. Rude."

After some more banter, Chu Changsheng and Wu Chunhong approached the group.

Though Meng Wenzhou had never met them, they recognized him immediately.

The couple greeted him warmly.

"You must be Meng Wenzhou, right?"

Meng Wenzhou nodded. "That’s me. And you are...?"

"We’re good friends of your parents. I’m Chu Changsheng."

"And I’m Wu Chunhong. Your aunt and I are close, though we’ve never met in person. We’ve seen photos of you, so we recognized you."

"Oh, nice to meet you, Uncle Chu, Aunt Wu." Meng Wenzhou responded with polite courtesy.

"You’re quite the impressive young man." Their gazes held the same admiration parents often reserve for other people’s accomplished children.

After exchanging brief pleasantries with Su Yang and the others, Meng Wenzhou gestured toward the house.

"Uncle Chu, Aunt Wu, please head inside. My mother will be out shortly."

"Of course. We’ll catch up later."

As the group was chatting, Chu Qiunan came jogging quickly from the parking lot.

Noticing this, Su Yang exchanged a glance with Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo, who instantly understood his silent cue.

Chu Qiunan hurried over, pointing at Su Yang as if about to say something.

Before he could speak, Su Yang stepped forward, grabbing his outstretched hand with a hearty laugh. "Brother Chu!! Ah, long time no see! You’ve gotten even more handsome!!"

The sudden enthusiasm left Chu Qiunan utterly bewildered. His eyes widened, and he stammered, unable to form a coherent response.

Chu Changsheng and Wu Chunhong, who were about to leave, paused in confusion. "Xiao Meng, do you all know Qiunan?"

Meng Wenzhou chuckled casually. "Yeah, yeah! Uncle, Auntie, why don’t you go ahead inside? We youngsters will catch up out here~"

"Oh, alright then," they replied before turning away.

Seizing the moment, Chu Qiunan glared at Su Yang, ready to speak again—only for Su Yang to tighten his grip abruptly.

"OW! OW! OW!" Chu Qiunan yelped in pain, his shout echoing.

Hearing the commotion, Chu Changsheng and Wu Chunhong glanced back. "What’s going on?"

"Nothing, nothing!" Su Yang waved cheerfully. "We’re just so excited to see each other after so long—Brother Chu here got a bit carried away!"

"Hah, that kid. Alright, you kids chat then," they said, shaking their heads before heading toward the reception hall.

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