I got married today

Chapter 25 Seeing the Parents

Wang Ma thought she was shy, and comforted her, "Miss, don't be afraid, the old lady is very modest. Besides, the lady is so cute, the old lady will like her."

"Wang Ma." Han Xiaoye wanted to cry but had no tears, "I said I want to get out of the car, will you let me go?"

The answer is of course yes, Bentley drove all the way into a quaint alley.Both sides of the alley are full of camphor trees. It is the time when summer and autumn alternate. The leaves on the camphor trees are colorful and very beautiful.The wheels ran over leaves that had fallen on the road and into one of the yards.

Wang Ma got out of the car first, and opened the car door for her politely, "Miss, we're here."

Han Xiaoye jumped down with his schoolbag on his back, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.Her heart was in a mess, if Wang Ma hadn't followed her all the time, she would have wanted to run away.

Fu Zhiyan's family...

Han Xiaoye swallowed nervously looking at the retro door.

"Come on, miss."

"Wang Ma, can I not go in?"

"Miss, what are you kidding, the old lady is still waiting for you."

"..."

She really doesn't want to go in, and she's not really Fu Zhiyan's niece, she has nothing to do with Fu Zhiyan at all.What identity did she go in with, she couldn't go in as the woman who stripped Fu Zhiyan, could she?

Han Xiaoye scolded the self-assertive man hundreds of times in his heart, but the one who deserved to come still had to come.

She followed Wang Ma and walked in.Fu's old house is decorated with a sense of age. In the living room of about [-] square meters, there are large coffee-colored sofas, exquisite chandeliers and famous paintings hanging on the walls.

Just when she entered the door, a figure flew over and hugged her.

"Well……"

Han Xiaoye was almost strangled to death.

"Mom, let go quickly, Xiao Ye is being strangled by you." A brightly dressed lady came with a smile. The woman looked only in her early forties, and her skin was well maintained.

Maybe because she noticed her gaze, the lady smiled softly, "Hello, Xiaoye, you must be scared."

The person holding Han Xiaoye let go of her. She has silver hair and white hair, but she still looks energetic.Smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, she held Han Xiaoye's hand and kept patting it lightly, as if to comfort him.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I was so excited that I couldn't help it and lost control. Good boy, are you scared?"

"...No." She was actually terrified, but she subconsciously didn't want to make the old man unhappy.

"Good boy, good boy." The old grandma's eyes were a little moist, and she took her hand to look carefully, "Like, really like it. At first glance, it is Xuanji's child. It would be great if the old man was not so stubborn. Xuanji He and Xiaoye wouldn't have been living outside for so many years, thinking of Xiaoye losing his mother when he was 15 years old, my heart hurts."

How did she know her mother's name?Han Xiaoye's heart was even more confused, she vaguely seemed to have caught something, but it was too fast, and she seemed to have caught nothing.

"Mom, don't be sad, didn't Zhiyan bring him back?"

The beautiful woman from before stepped forward worriedly to support the old lady, and comforted her softly.

"Xiaoye, quickly help grandma to sit on the sofa."

Han Xiaoye supported the old man and sat down, Wang Ma had already quietly retreated at some point, and she was the only one left facing the whole family at a loss.

Mrs. Fu held her hand tightly and refused to let go, as if to encourage her, "Come on, Xiao Ye, let me introduce you to grandma. This is your second uncle."

"Hi, uncle."

The serious middle-aged man nodded, and handed her a gift box in a muffled voice.

Han Xiaoye was startled.

Mrs. Fu patted her on the forehead dotingly, "You can take the meeting gift that your second uncle gave you."

Han Xiaoye had no choice but to accept it.My heart became more and more uneasy.

At this moment, she suddenly missed Fu Zhiyan terribly. If... If Fu Zhiyan was by her side at this time, she wouldn't be so passive, would she?
But what is going on?
Why does Mrs. Fu know her mother's name, and why do these people really seem to regard her as Fu Zhiyan's niece?
Han Xiaoye felt that he was about to be tormented crazy by a whole bunch of problems.

Who can tell her what's going on...

There were about ten people in the room, and after a while, Mrs. Fu had already led her to introduce them.At the same time, a pile of presents piled up in her bosom, and the old lady hurriedly asked the servant to put them away for her in distress.Then he happily pulled her to sit on the dining table.

"Xiao Ye is hungry, come and sit with grandma."

"……it is good."

There are a variety of dishes on the table, and the air is filled with the smell of food.The meal Han Xiaoye ate was tasteless, and after finally finishing the meal, Mrs. Fu dragged her to talk for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mrs. Fu waved her hand and asked the servant to tidy up the room, and wanted to keep Han Xiaoye to live here.

She enthusiastically made Han Xiaoye unable to say no, so she had to bite the bullet and agree.Follow the happy old man to the second floor.

"Look, Ono, do you like it?"

The whole room is pink, pink princess bed, pink lace curtains, pink walls, even the clocks hanging on the walls are pink...

Han Xiaoye once had a room like this, but unfortunately later...

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mrs. Fu suddenly became nervous, "What? Don't you like it? I don't know what style you like, so..."

"I like it very much." Han Xiaoye resisted the soreness of his nose, turned around and hugged the skinny old man, "Thank you grandma. I really like it."

What she likes makes her more uneasy, as if she accidentally stole something that belongs to someone else, the more she gets, the more she fears losing...

Madam Fu's eyes turned red instantly, and she patted her on the back lightly, "As long as you like it, as long as you like it. You have to go to class tomorrow, so grandma won't disturb your rest. Good boy, go to bed early."

Mrs. Fu let go of her, turned around and wiped her tears, and carefully closed the door for her...

card wipe.

The door was closed.

Han Xiaoye stared blankly at the carefully decorated room, then opened the schoolbag on the desk.

She wanted to call Fu Zhiyan to find out what was going on.

"Ding ding..."

As soon as I took out the phone, I found that there was only 2% of the battery left.The mobile phone sent a reminder that it will automatically shut down soon.

No, she remembered that she had just fully charged when she went out to school, and she didn't play with her mobile phone, why did it run out of battery so quickly?
suddenly.

The phone vibrated for a while.

The whole phone seemed to be pumped, and it couldn't stop.

She opened the notification message, only to find that it was a WeChat message from Rarity—Xiao Ye, check Weibo, you're hot!

(End of this chapter)