When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 319 The Eldest Young Master Is Back
Come back home?

Bei Yan didn't have time to ask anything, the man suddenly stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated the speed sharply.

After that, Bei Yan couldn't say anything. She tightly held the seat belt with her two small hands, and watched the cars on the left and right as they backed up violently.

Meng Zixian finally drove the sports car out of its supposed speed.

Bei Yan seldom has the common problem of women, Lu Chi, she usually leaves a specific impression of a place she has been to once.

After they walked a certain distance, Bei Yan felt familiar with the scenery that appeared on the side of the road, and she knew where he was going to take her back.

Where his parents and younger brother lived, his true home.

Realizing this, Bei Yan suddenly felt uneasy.

"Brother Meng, is it appropriate to go home now?"

If she was caught off guard and was taken back to that home by him, Bei Yan's heart would be broken.

This matter will mess up her position, and she doesn't know how to deal with it.

The man glanced at her, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said calmly, "It's suitable."

"But it's almost two o'clock!"

It is taken for granted that the elders in the family must have fallen asleep!

Meng Zixian didn't answer, but concentrated on driving.

Beiyan exhaled quietly, and after thinking about it again, her heart calmed down a little.

Now that Brother Meng took her back there, it might not alarm the elders, maybe he took her back to sleep quietly for one night, and then saw the elders again early the next morning.

In this way, she still has one night to think about how to get in touch with the elders.

It's just that Beiyan was wrong.

After two o'clock, Meng Zixian's car stopped at the gate of his house.

The antique door was locked from the inside, and Meng Zixian couldn't open the door standing outside.

Bei Yan got out of the car and saw the situation, and opened her mouth to say something, but Meng Zixian clenched his hands decisively into a fist, and thumped the door heavily.

This move choked all Bei Yan's words in her throat.

No matter in the old society before or in modern times, Mencius's house belongs to a very good location in the imperial capital.

It is located in the center of the city, but very secluded.

The northwest wind in the middle of the night was almost pervasive. Even though Bei Yan was wearing thick clothes, her face turned red and her hands were cold.

She rubbed her hands in small movements, listening to Mencius slamming the door regularly, her heart was heavy.

She was very afraid that at this late hour, Meng Zixian's behavior would disturb the elders in the family, and the reason why he came back here to spend the night was because he knew what she was thinking.

No one opened the door for a long time, Bei Yan's expression gradually became unhappy, and she asked softly: "Brother Meng came here in the middle of the night and disturbed my parents because Yan'er said before that he felt helpless when he came here. Is there a reason?"

Her words were blown away in the cold wind, and the man's hand beating on the door paused.

Borrowing the streetlight not far away, he turned his head and knocked on her, and saw her twisted little face.

His eyes were blurred, and he didn't show much emotion, but he responded bluntly: "En."

In an instant, Bei Yan's eyes froze slightly, and she bit her lower lip tightly.

"Brother Meng, I will blame myself for disturbing your parents. If this continues, I will..."

"Just don't tell me what's on your mind?"

The man continued to pound on the door and interrupted her again.

Bei Yan raised her head, her pupils trembling slightly.

Her mind was guessed by him.

Mencius caught sight of the change in her expression from the corner of his eye, and said, "Yan'er, don't talk about the future, you actually haven't said anything in your heart to me."

With these words, Bei Yan was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that she really didn't tell him what she was thinking in her heart since she went down the mountain until now.

Suddenly, the sockets of the eyes tightened, and the end of the eyes became crystal clear.

At this time, a woman's voice came from the yard: "Who is it?"

"I."

As soon as he responded, the voice from Yuan'er immediately became a little excited: "The young master is back!"

After the voice fell, there was the sound of the door opening on the other side.

After the door opened, a woman who was nearly fifty years old appeared. This was their aunt, Aunt Zhao.

At that time, Mencius said respectfully to the woman, "Auntie, you have worked hard."

Just as Aunt Zhao was about to respond, she caught sight of Bei Yan who was timidly following behind Meng Zixian.

My aunt must have been woken up from her sleep to open the door, her eyes were still a little dazed, looking at Bei Yan wearing a wig, she was a little distracted for a while, and she forgot to speak to Meng Zixian.

A few seconds later, she probably recognized that this face was the girl she had peeked at with the old man and his wife before, so she ignored Meng Zixian and ran into the room, yelling loudly, "Ma'am, ma'am!"

Bei Yan looked ignorant about this.

The aunt at home called Brother Meng's mother in the middle of the night. Could it be that mother is still up?

Meng Zixian was obviously used to the behavior of his family, he brought Bei Yan in, closed the door, locked it, and walked into the room with Bei Yan one after the other.

Although I knew that if I wanted to get married with Brother Meng, I would definitely meet his parents, but I didn't expect it to be so fast as lightning.

Bei Yan's mood at this time was like a drum beating.

Now that she was riding a tiger, she could only bite the bullet and follow the man inside.

After arriving indoors.

The environment in front of her made Beiyan's eyes brighten.

It is a completely different style from the place where Mencius lived alone.

Just entering the door is the main hall of the home. The whole environment is very classical. Whether it is furniture, tables and chairs, paintings on the wall, or decorations, they all have a sense of the times.

Even the TV sets are decorated with solid wood carvings.

Even the floor lamp that illuminates the main hall is designed like an ancient candlestick. The outside has a material that Beiyan can't name, and it is covered with modern energy-saving light bulbs, emitting a dim and very artistic light.

In short, from this look, it is known that it is the residence of literati.

Mencius led Bei Yan around the main hall and walked into a very spacious corridor, where the lights gradually brightened.

When they appeared in the bright environment, Bei Yan grunted abruptly.

This is the open study of the Meng family, which is actually Gu Man's office.

The whole space is large, with cabinets on all sides, filled with all kinds of books or artworks.

There is a large sandalwood table in the center of the room. On the table are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, books, various utensils unknown to Bei Yan, and modern things, such as laptops and mobile phones...

And Mencius Huai, who was lying on the table and fell asleep so loudly.

Then, beside the sandalwood table, stood a half-length plastic mannequin wearing a particularly old ancient costume.

Gu Man, Meng Yunruo and two other friends were surrounding the dress.

But now, the eyes of the four elders are all on the young men and women who suddenly barged in.

Mencius stared enviously at the elders, his eyes rolled up, and his voice was gentle: "Mom and Dad, Uncle Liu, Aunt He."

Seeing that he spoke, Bei Yan tightly held her two small hands together, bent over to the four, and said respectfully: "Good evening, uncles and aunts."

(End of this chapter)