Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
It was… Lan Yu!
An Xiaxia was dumbfounded. Why was Lan Yu here at the Meng family home?
Sheng Yize noticed the look on her face and gave her hand a little squeeze. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.” An Xiaxia smiled, then greeted the man as well. “Hello, Uncle.”
Their uncle Meng Xingzhou forced a little smile. It was apparent that smiling was something he seldom did. He then took out a box from his inside pocket and gave it to An Xiaxia. “Since I’m your uncle now, you’ll have to accept my gift.”
An Xiaxia darted a nervous glance at Sheng Yize, who gave her a little nod. Only then did she take the box and thank Meng Xingzhou. “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.” Meng Xingzhou then turned to the woman next to him and asked, “Have you met Yize’s family before?”
Lan Yu’s smile was mesmerizing. “Not really. I only met Xiaxia once.”
She then raised an eyebrow at An Xiaxia, who bit her lip, fought off her suspicions, and smiled back.
“Time to eat,” said Granny indifferently, before she went to the dining room with Granddad.
An Xiaxia didn’t think that the obvious change in her attitude was directed at Sheng Yize and herself. So, it was because of Lan Yu…
She eyed Meng Xingzhou and Lan Yu curiously and thought that they didn’t look like a married couple.
However, Meng Xingzhou had brought her home for a family feast, which meant they had to be very close…
What exactly was their relationship…
Seeing her doubtful look, Sheng Yize explained in a low voice, “That’s my uncle’s girlfriend.”
“They’re not married yet?”
“No.”
“So, it’s like my brother…” An Xiaxia sighed. “Uncle Meng is much better, though. At least he has a girlfriend. My brother is still single.”
Sheng Yize’s eyes flickered.
He knew perfectly well why An Yibei was still single, but he couldn’t tell An Xiaxia the reason.
Meng Xingzhou had sharp ears and overheard their conversation. He raised an eyebrow and asked, “Did you just say that you have a brother?”
“Um, yes…”
Meng Xingzhou seemed interested. “What’s his name?”
“An Yibei.”
Meng Xingzhou nodded. “So, you’re siblings. He’s a nice chap. I hung out with him a couple of times when I was in Ye City.”
What? He and An Yibei knew each other? An Xiaxia had no idea.
Lan Yu smiled and looked at An Xiaxia, then praised her. “From the glow on your face, I see that you’ve been pretty happy lately.”
An Xiaxia couldn’t help but tense up when facing her. Luckily, Lan Yu didn’t mention Kang Jian, to her great relief.
She sat back down at the dinner table after washing her hands.
The rule of the Meng family was no speaking when you ate or slept.
The dinner went smoothly, but the mood at the table was rather depressing.
After dinner, Lan Yu invited her for a walk in the garden. An Xiaxia couldn’t find any excuse to turn her down and had to follow her out.
In the garden.
It was already autumn in Yu City. Several Chinese parasol trees grew in the yard and yellow leaves floated down as the wind began to blow.
“When you see Chinese parasol trees shed their leaves, you know that autumn has arrived. How time flies. We only have a few months left of this year,” Lan Yu said in an emotional voice. She then turned to An Xiaxia. “I was surprised that Kang Jian let you go.”
An Xiaxia wrung her hands together. “He’s a good man.”
“What’s the point of being a good man?” Lan Yu smiled sarcastically. “You still don’t love him.”
An Xiaxia was confused. “What are you getting at?”
Lan Yu smiled. “I’m just wondering. What will you do if some day, all the people that used to love you start to hate you?”
