It's Time to Attend the Banquet

"You got it."

Grandpa Su cast a triumphant glance at Grandpa Jiang.

*Look at that.*

Little Xuan still valued him, this old man, the most. As for Old Man Jiang? He could go kick rocks.

"Old Man Jiang, I will definitely take *very* good care of this computer of yours," Grandpa Su said with a beaming smile.

Grandpa Jiang glared at Grandpa Su.

This Old Man Su really had a face that begged to be punched!

Since the acupuncture treatment for Grandpa Jiang was finished, there was nothing left to do for the moment. Lin Xuan stood up.

"Elder Jiang, I'll be heading back now. If you feel any discomfort in your body, don't hesitate to call me," Lin Xuan said.

"Alright," Grandpa Jiang nodded.

He actually wanted to ask Lin Xuan to stay, but he had no excuse to do so. Furthermore, with Old Man Su here—who would undoubtedly sabotage any attempts at bonding—he had no way to get closer to Xuan'er.

He would just have to find another time to talk to Xuan'er.

Grandpa Su also rose from the sofa.

"Old Man Jiang, when it's time to change the prescription or do acupuncture again, I'll accompany Little Xuan to come see you."

After saying that, Grandpa Su left, his face beaming with a smile.

Grandpa Jiang glared at his retreating back.

Intentional! This Old Man Su was definitely doing this on purpose!

Every time Xuan'er came to the Jiang residence, Old Man Su insisted on tagging along!

It was purely to prevent Xuan'er from acknowledging his kinship with the Jiang family.

Grandpa Jiang fumed, his beard twitching with rage.

Old Man Su's scheme would never succeed. Xuan'er was his grandson! His biological grandson!

It was only a matter of time before Xuan'er acknowledged them!

The only thing that irked him was that Xuan'er had recognized Old Man Su as his god-grandfather before recognizing him.

In the past, he used to think that it would be nice if Xuan'er and Girl Su ended up together.

Now that he thought about it, Xuan'er could be with anyone, but he absolutely could not be with Girl Su!

If those two got together, Xuan'er would become Old Man Su's grandson-in-law, and he would become in-laws with Old Man Su. There was no telling how smug Old Man Su would act in front of him then.

"Tongtong."

"And Tingting."

Grandpa Jiang looked solemnly at his two granddaughters. "You two must work hard to bring Xuan'er back to be my recognized grandson!"

It had been so long, and Xuan'er still hadn't been brought back into the fold; it was worrying him to death.

Jiang Yutong and Jiang Manting both fell silent.

Bringing Little Xuan back? Easier said than done.

Little Xuan was far too resistant to familial affection, and they rarely had the chance to connect on that level.

Jiang Yutong felt indignant.

It was all the Lin family's fault for treating Little Xuan that way in the past.

If Little Xuan hadn't lost faith in family because of them, why would he be so resistant to them now?

Jiang Yutong spoke up, "Grandpa, Sis, I'm heading to the company now."

Calculating the time, Mrs. Chen's face should be mostly healed by now.

It was just about time to demonstrate the skincare product's effectiveness to everyone.

Jiang Manting nodded. "Go ahead."

After Jiang Yutong left, only Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Manting remained in the villa.

Grandpa Jiang harrumphed coldly. "Tingting, either you bring Xuan'er back into the family, or you go find a boyfriend. Pick one of the two."

"Grandpa, can I have a third option?" Jiang Manting asked, looking troubled.

Getting Xuan'er to acknowledge them was incredibly difficult.

Finding a boyfriend?

Forget it. With the time spent dealing with a boyfriend, she would rather focus on managing the Jiang Group properly.

Grandpa Jiang: "No!"

"Alright."

Jiang Manting could only nod. "I'll try my best."

She would strive to bring Xuan'er back. If that really didn't work, she would just rent a boyfriend to appease her grandfather.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Yutong arrived at the Jiang Group.

Just as she stepped foot into the building, a call came through to her phone.

"President Jiang," a familiar voice rang out.

"Mrs. Chen?" Jiang Yutong asked.

"That's right, it's me," Mrs. Chen said with a laugh. "My face has pretty much healed now. It's all thanks to your company's ointment; otherwise, I'm afraid my face would never have recovered in this lifetime."

No man could tolerate his wife having such a disgusting face.

Her husband would definitely have gone out to find other women.

Then that woman would have given birth to his child.

Perhaps his mistress would even be brought back to the Chen family to try and steal her position as Mrs. Chen.

By that time, their family would have fallen apart.

Fortunately, there was this ointment provided by Jiang Yutong's company.

Although her face hadn't completely recovered yet, only a few marks remained. Unless one looked very closely, they were invisible.

She believed that soon, even these faint marks would disappear.

She even felt that the recovered skin would be better than it was before.

"Then congratulations, Mrs. Chen." Jiang Yutong smiled.

"President Jiang, are you planning to promote your skincare products?" Mrs. Chen offered.

"Yes, that's right," Jiang Yutong nodded. "With the incident regarding Lin Qingwan's skincare products causing disfigurement, people don't trust my company's products. Publicity is indeed a difficult problem for my company right now."

"That works out perfectly," Mrs. Chen chuckled. "I'll be attending a banquet later. Everyone will see the effects of your ointment, and then they will naturally trust your skincare products too."

"In that case, I'm troubling you, Mrs. Chen," Jiang Yutong said.

"No trouble, no trouble at all," Mrs. Chen shook her head. "It's just a small favor."

"Well then, President Jiang, let's leave it at that for today. I'm going to go prepare for the banquet," Mrs. Chen said.

"Alright." Jiang Yutong hung up the phone.

She spoke up to give instructions: "Tell all departments to get ready. Our company's restorative ointment and skincare products should start selling like crazy starting tonight."

"Yes, President Jiang, I'll go arrange it immediately," the secretary replied respectfully.

Jiang Yutong curled her lips into a smile.

Her company's glory days were about to begin.

Everything she had in the company now was inseparable from Little Xuan's contribution.

Jiang Yutong immediately called Lin Xuan.

"Second Miss Jiang, may I ask what business you have with me?" Lin Xuan asked in a cold, distant tone.

"Mr. Lin," Jiang Yutong said excitedly. "Mrs. Chen called me today and said her face has pretty much recovered. She also said she'll be attending a high-society banquet tonight. I believe many people at the banquet will see the effects of our ointment. Mr. Lin, our products are going to be a massive hit."

"Mn," Lin Xuan nodded, appearing very calm.

All of this was within his expectations.

"Mr. Lin, you are truly amazing," Jiang Yutong exclaimed with emotion.

Little Xuan was a computer science major, yet he was able to lead a team to develop such impressive skincare products. He had even developed the ointment that restored disfigured faces.

He really lived up to being her biological cousin; truly impressive!

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