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Located in Huangpu District, on People's Avenue, directly across from Shanghai People's Park, the environment is beautifully landscaped and the location is exceptionally convenient.
The government family quarters are just a street away from the municipal government, with armed police stationed outside. Although it may not appear luxurious and seems more standard than that of an ordinary district, it exudes an air of oppression and authority.
As the rush hour was coming to an end and most families were beginning to prepare dinner, an inconspicuous and somewhat plain sedan slowly approached the entrance of the Family Quarters.
The duty officer did not approach to inquire; instead, he opened the barrier early, seemingly familiar with the vehicle. A few residents nearby glanced at the car, recognizing its high profile despite its modest exterior.
"Hey? It seems like they really respect that uncle," Yang Xiaoyou thought as she sat in the back seat, leaning against the window and observing the scene outside.
Although the young man sitting in the passenger seat, who introduced himself as Zou Xueliang, did not clarify what position the person they were going to meet held—only mentioning that he was Liang Wuxuan's uncle—Yang Xiaoyou had already made a solid judgment based on external cues and the situation at the police station. She suspected that Liang Wuxuan's uncle was likely the current mayor of Shanghai City, who also shared the surname Liang.
Previously, she had only made simple guesses. This time, however, she had completely confirmed Liang Wuxuan's family background.
The days of fleeing were indeed tough. However, she had some impression of the tumultuous events in 2017 when the Chinese Empire nearly changed leadership mid-course.
At that time, the Common Unity Party had not gained recognition as quickly as it did now; its development leaned more towards leveraging forces from radicals. The then Prime Minister, seeking re-election, faced a formidable opponent—someone she was about to meet.
Although he had indeed failed that time, his influence and power were undeniable.
After rummaging through her limited memories, Yang Xiaoyou felt no pressure regarding his future failures. Even if he succeeded, what would it matter? The future leader of the Common Unity Party was currently just another student at school.
Moreover, with such significant changes in the world line now, who could predict what developments lay ahead?
She was merely here to express gratitude for assistance received; it was a pure visit. If she wanted to leverage connections, she would have come under a different identity.
"Those two fellows are certainly not easy to deal with. It's interesting that Feng Lin and Meng Lu are studying at the Royal Academy of Basic Studies while their status is quite different from those two girls from Yuying Middle School. Liu Lianyue probably used her health as an excuse; she likely despises 'class' schools. As for Demoness, it's probably because Yuying is controlled by her family," she mused idly as the car gradually came to a stop.
As he got off the car and saw the layout of the villa before him, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a flicker of surprise. He didn't know much about feng shui, but he understood that one principle could apply to many. Given his current sensitivity to the atmosphere, he could roughly tell that this villa had likely been arranged by a professional, seemingly gathering the vitality of the entire area into this space.
Of course, such things had little direct relation to luck; what mattered more was that they could help those who lived here long-term maintain a good mental state. It also strengthened their resistance to illness and made it easier for them to remain calm. However, perhaps due to the passage of time, this place was still in a phase of merely having energy, far from the accumulation seen at Monsoon Shrine.
"Do you know who you're about to meet, Yang? I noticed you haven't shown any signs of nervousness along the way," Zou Xueliang said as he led Yang Xiaoyou into the courtyard, his interest in Yang growing stronger.
The other person's demeanor was far from that of an ordinary student. If it were any other typical student, one might describe them as naive or fearless. But clearly, through the handling of events at the police station, this student was not someone who had always stayed in an ivory tower.
"Isn't it just the President's uncle? He must have a high status, but I'm only here to express my gratitude. I haven't done anything wrong, so there's no need to be nervous," Yang Xiaoyou replied naturally, without his usual obedient demeanor.
After his brief display at the police station, it was evident that pretending to be a good child would serve no purpose now.
"Nothing wrong? Ha!" Zou Xueliang chuckled at Yang Xiaoyou's words, a look of bemusement flashing across his handsome face as he shook his head but said nothing further.
Seeing his expression made Yang Xiaoyou feel a bit strange. Did he really do something wrong towards them?
However, there was no time for him to dwell on that thought. After Zou Xueliang pressed the doorbell, a young woman who appeared to be a maid opened the door.
"Brother Zou, Boss is in the room. You can go straight in," said Lianli, a lively girl who glanced curiously at Yang Xiaoyou. It was rare for someone so young to be given time alone with Boss.
"Come in," came a voice from inside the room, carrying a hint of elegance.
"I'll take you here; you can go in by yourself," Zou Xueliang said after knocking on the door and receiving a response. He gestured for Yang Xiaoyou to enter.
Yang Xiaoyou didn't hesitate; he opened the door and stepped into the fragrant room.
The overall decor of the room had nothing to do with luxury and wasn't particularly large. At first glance, it seemed quite ordinary, but behind this ordinariness lay an understated charm and subtle elegance.
At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of cultured ease, had just set down the scroll in his hand and looked up to examine the refined young man before him.
"Oh? This is quite unexpected," Liang Jianguo remarked as he sized up Yang Xiaoyou, a look of genuine interest appearing on his face. There was no trace of the oppressive aura typically associated with someone of high status; instead, he resembled a friendly neighbor.
His cultured demeanor made it easy for anyone to feel a sense of goodwill upon meeting him.
"I wonder what you find surprising, sir. I am truly grateful for your assistance this time," Yang Xiaoyou said sincerely after bowing slightly.
Regardless of the other person's status, he had indeed helped him, and considering that he was an elder, it was only polite to show respect.
"Heh, I initially thought that the young man who could get my mischievous niece to reach out to me would possess some ability to earn her respect. However, you don't seem to fit that description," Liang Jianguo replied, seemingly more interested in understanding what kind of person Yang Xiaoyou was than acknowledging his gratitude.
"Uh, not really. My relationship with the President is just that of fellow club members; we are only slightly closer than ordinary students. I didn't expect her to be the right person for this situation; I had no choice but to seek her help," Yang Xiaoyou explained after considering Liang Jianguo's somewhat peculiar remarks.
To be honest, he wasn't even sure what his relationship with Liang Wuxuan was. Did he like her? Perhaps there were feelings involved, but there were also more primal factors at play. As for friendship? While they had helped each other out, it seemed more like a series of mutual threats rather than anything as pure as his bond with Liu Lianyue.
"I've watched her grow up; I understand her character and abilities quite well. Although she is a woman, she is the most promising member of our younger generation. She can handle such matters herself without needing to contact me," Liang Jianguo said with a smile and a shake of his head after hearing Yang Xiaoyou's response. He continued with an expression that was half-smile, half-serious.
"Especially at this time."
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