Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Gu Yang: “Sure.”

Jiang Mo’s eyes sparkled with delight. “Really?”

Gu Yang affirmed with a nod. “Indeed, but it comes with another condition.”

With Gu Pei’s birthday on the horizon, Gu Yang recognized the need to allocate her funds wisely, mindful of the impending gift she needed to purchase.

Jiang Mo responded graciously, “Of course. As Boss’s sister, it’s my duty to ensure you’re not burdened.”

In his arrogance, Jiang Mo entertained the idea that if he extended an invitation to Gu Pei to perform alongside him, Boss wouldn’t be too far behind.

However, Gu Yang saw through his presumptuous musings. “It’s another condition for my sister’s involvement.”

Jiang Mo’s excitement faltered momentarily, realization dawning. “Ah, I see. In that case, could Sister extend the invitation to your sister to join us on stage?”

Gu Yang’s smile remained serene. “Certainly, but it comes with another condition.”

Jiang Mo’s expression froze in bewilderment.

Suddenly, their attention was diverted by the approach of two elderly men, their unexpected presence catching Jiang Mo off guard. In this secluded corner, he hadn’t anticipated encountering such mature fans.

Jiang Mo assumed that the patrons in the vicinity were all elderly, deeming himself virtually unrecognizable even without his mask. Perhaps the two old men were accompanied by their sons or grandsons, seeking autographs for the younger generation.

As Jiang Mo speculated, the two elderly gentlemen approached with warm smiles. “Hello, we wanted to…”

Without hesitation, Jiang Mo retrieved two autographed photos from his bag, assuming their intentions. “You’re here for autographs, right? Here you go.”

The two old men exchanged incredulous glances, their expressions turning disdainful.

“What are you doing?”

“Don’t bother.”

Jiang Mo’s confusion deepened. ‘Weren’t they here for autographs? Or maybe a glass of water?’

To his surprise, the elderly pair redirected their attention to Gu Yang with amiable expressions. “Young lady, could we trouble you for a cup of tea?”

Jiang Mo blinked in disbelief.

Gu Yang, unperturbed, fetched two clean cups and expertly brewed tea, extending them with a polite gesture. “Please.”

These two gentlemen were regular patrons of Clear Tea Garden. Gu Yang had noticed their friendly interaction upon her arrival.

The aroma of the West Lake Longjing tea filled the air, a testament to the pair’s deep appreciation for tea.

Observing their demeanor, Gu Yang couldn’t help but think of Old Master Ruan, who resided in distant Jin City. She cherished her role as a dutiful junior to such a kind and amiable elder.

Seated nearby, the two men took up their teacups, savoring the tea with discerning palates.

Their expressions betrayed their delight as they exchanged evaluations, their eyes alight with intoxication.

Finally, they bestowed upon Gu Yang a hearty thumbs up. “Excellent tea!”

Jiang Mo watched in astonishment.

While Gu Yang’s tea was undoubtedly delicious, their euphoric reaction seemed exaggerated, to say the least.

The elderly gentleman in the red Tang suit addressed Gu Yang kindly, “Young lady, I find myself still quite thirsty. Would you mind brewing another pot of tea?”

Meanwhile, Jiang Mo, feeling a bit perplexed by the situation, poured a glass of water for the gentleman. “Grandpa, please drink more water if you’re thirsty.”

Jiang Mo’s mind reeled at the unexpected turn of events. Was this elderly gentleman attempting to play matchmaker with his sister? Unthinkable!

The man in the Tang suit turned his attention to Jiang Mo, prompting a puzzled expression from him.

“Young man, I assume you’re still single, correct?” the man queried.

Jiang Mo’s confusion deepened.

The man gestured to his companion in the old Chinese tunic suit. “Just like you, he has a grandson who remains unmarried.”

Jiang Mo’s expression froze.

The man in the tunic suit remained silent, clearly displeased by the unexpected personal attack. “Old Qin, what nonsense are you spouting? Has your grandson found a wife?”

While his son might have fallen short, it was not for outsiders to pass judgment.

Undeterred, the man in the Tang suit continued, “Old Xiao, there’s no need to evade the topic. My grandson is still young and in no rush.”

Turning to Gu Yang with a smile, he added, “Young lady, my grandson is around your age.”