Five years later.
In a quiet, peaceful small courtyard in Beijing, a rush of hurried footsteps sounded as a young boy strode in.
The man sweeping the yard was outrageously handsome—so attractive it was almost wicked; even the way he swept could easily confuse a young girl's heart. Seeing the boy come in, he stopped what he was doing.
"Little Rui, what's got you in such a hurry?"
The boy saw him and asked urgently, "Uncle Xun, where's my mom?"
Wei Zhongxun said, "She took Cao Mei and Mango to that Pengge Sect girl's birthday party."
Luo Yirui froze for a second, then suddenly jolted, "Crap, I forgot Yuanxi's birthday!" With that he spun around and bolted off, but after a few steps he doubled back. "Uncle Xun, tell me the address!"
Wei Zhongxun looked at him with leisurely amusement. "You don't even know the address?"
Luo Yirui was a bit embarrassed, then hurriedly said, "Uncle Xun, hurry and tell me—if I don't show up Changle's going to beat me up."
