Grandpa Tang was a bit excited, welcoming Tianmiao into his study. After inviting Tianmiao to sit down, he first sat upright, then quickly stood up to personally brew tea.
Tianmiao raised an eyebrow slightly, watching Grandpa Tang’s tea-making movements—he was actually quite skilled. His actions were smooth, and his control over the water temperature was just right.
"Miss Tian, please have some tea," Grandpa Tang offered the tea to Tianmiao with both hands, somewhat as if showing off a treasure.
Tianmiao took it, gently blew on it, smelled the aroma, and took a sip. Meeting Grandpa Tang’s expectant gaze, she smiled and said, "It’s very good."
"Ah haha, thank you Miss Tian for the compliment. I’m glad you like it," Grandpa Tang said happily. People from the Tian Family indeed love tea, and his years of studying the art of tea were not in vain. He sighed inwardly; if his ancestors had been skilled at making tea, they might not have been kicked out back then.
Tang Wanwan sat to the side, looking at the scene with a bewildered expression.
"Grandpa, what about me? I want to drink tea too," Tang Wanwan spoke up.
"Don’t you have hands?" Grandpa Tang glared at Tang Wanwan.
"Oh." Tang Wanwan sulked a bit as she poured tea for herself.
"You don’t understand tea; giving you good tea is like pearls before swine," Grandpa Tang couldn’t help but tease.
Tang Wanwan glared back at Grandpa Tang, "Then aren’t you the old swine?"
"Hey, is that how you talk to your grandpa?" Grandpa Tang was almost angry enough to slap the table, but remembering Tianmiao’s presence, he restrained his impulse.
Tang Wanwan wasn’t afraid at all, "You said it yourself, not me."
Tianmiao smiled as she watched this scene.
The Tang Family, perhaps the most warm-hearted among the four major families.
"Miss Tian." Suddenly, Grandpa Tang looked seriously at Tianmiao and asked in a solemn tone, "Did Miss Tian show up suddenly because there’s something wrong with this world? Or is there something to solve, and does it involve Tang Wanwan?"
Tianmiao looked at the once playful Grandpa Tang in front of her, admiration flashed in her eyes. To be able to immediately think of so many things, surely he’s worthy of being the head of the Tang Family?
"There’s indeed a matter to handle, but you don’t have to worry too much. If I need your assistance, I’ll let you know," Tianmiao, who liked humans, especially those who were kind and smart, said. "If Tang Wanwan has no issues, let her stay by my side for the time being."
"Yes, thank you Miss Tian." Grandpa Tang was shocked inside but didn’t show it on his face, instead he sincerely thanked her. He understood one thing: someone wanted to harm Tang Wanwan, and following Miss Tian is the safest option.
Tang Wanwan didn’t think much about this; she stood up happily and said, "Then I’ll take Sister Tian to play around. Grandpa, call dad back to be your workhorse, so I can take a long vacation, okay?"
Grandpa Tang’s mouth twitched, "Workhorse? Is that how you talk, you cheeky girl?"
Tianmiao actually found this comment rather apt. Just look at those employees at the Heavenly Dao Office; you can tell from their dog-tired appearance all day. But thankfully, they have bonuses.
Just as the grandfather and granddaughter were bickering, the housekeeper knocked on the door, saying that Young Master Qin Zifeng was visiting.
"Zifeng? Oh, please have him wait in the living room," Grandpa Tang smiled as he spoke of Qin Zifeng, "Tang Wanwan, come, let’s go see. Miss Tian, if you don’t wish to meet outsiders, would you like to rest here, or should I have the housekeeper take you to the guest room?"
"I’ll go take a look too." Tianmiao stood up.
Tang Wanwan, Qin Zifeng, and another person are those who hold luck in this world. However, none of them are related to her mission this time.
(The start of this story is actually an insertion of a narrative flashback, with the person who made the wish temporarily not revealed. Some people say they don’t understand—there should be more updates today.)