C16 See you at first family

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Meng Zhiwen's worries were finally relieved.

Remembering the words Yi Yuanze said when he left, Meng Yunhan sneered and shook his head, telling himself not to think too much into it. He wouldn't even consider his own safety.

"Bang, bang, bang …" A series of knocks sounded out from outside Meng Zhiwen's room.

The Meng Yunhan now did not plan to go and talk to her father, she did not even want to talk about it from the bottom of her heart, "Dad, it's time to eat, I'm already hungry, if you do not come, the food will get cold."

Meng Zhiwen opened the door and looked at his daughter who was laughing merrily, "Come, let's eat."

None of them seemed to want to talk about what had just happened, or perhaps they were all thinking about what had just happened.

Meng Zhiwen continuously grabbed the food from Meng Yunhan's bowl, only stopping when the bowl was completely full.

Looking at the full bowl of food, Meng Yunhan was already at a loss as to where she should start eating. In the end, she could only put down her chopsticks helplessly, looked at her father, who was sitting opposite of her, with his head lowered without saying a word, and said: "Father, if you have anything in your heart, just tell me directly. I'm your daughter, and you can't hide it from me."

Actually, Meng Yunhan did not want to start a conversation on this topic, but looking at her father's lack of appetite, she felt that if she did not tell her father about some things last night, none of them would be able to sleep, much less eat.

"Little Han, since you said you were my daughter and I can't hide anything from you, then you should know what I'm thinking and what I'm going to say. But I also know that whatever you decide is useless no matter what I say." Meng Zhiwen put down the chopsticks in his hand and sighed deeply.

Yes, Meng Yunhan naturally knew what her father was going to say and was clear that no matter what her father said, she would not compromise.

"Dad …" "Are you sure you won't go tomorrow?"

Meng Zhiwen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xiao Han, don't blame Father. It's not that I don't want to bless you, it's just that I don't know how to bless you yet."

"But Dad, I want your blessing." Meng Yunhan knew her father's helplessness, but no matter what, she did not wish for herself to hold her father's hand and walk across the red carpet while they were getting married.

"Xiao Han, don't make things difficult for dad. Dad is a bit tired, so he should go back to his room to rest. You should get some rest as well." Meng Zhiwen was not in the mood to eat anymore, and he did not want to continue staying here. He needed to calm down by himself and digest everything that had happened in the past few days.

Looking at her retreating back, Meng Yunhan did not stop him. She was only stunned for a few seconds after her father returned to his room, and then she started to eat, although her tears were rolling down her face, Meng Yunhan did not mind them. She held onto the food, wishing that she could eat up all the food her father had made on the table.

In the room, Meng Zhiwen sat blankly on the side of the bed. In his hand was the picture of the family of three from all those years ago. The tears in his eyes uncontrollably rolled down and dripped onto the photo frame.

Although what happened that night was just a small episode, it did not affect the fact that Yi Yuanze was going to bring Meng Yunhan to the Yi family ancestral home the very next morning.

At eight in the morning, Yi Yuanze was already waiting downstairs. He did not call Meng Yunhan, nor did he go upstairs.

Actually, when Meng Yunhan was upstairs, she saw Yi Yuanze waiting for her. But it was precisely because of this that she intentionally delayed for time, and didn't go downstairs so early.

Although Meng Yunhan had originally planned to only need an hour, and drag it out to a total of two hours, it did not affect what happened afterwards at all. Even when she left the room, Meng Zhiwen had never come out from his room.

When Yi Yuanze came out from his room, he opened the door for her in a very gentlemanly manner. Today, his mood seemed to be very good, but even if the smile on his face came from the bottom of his heart, Meng Yunhan would not take it seriously. She would only think that everything that he saw was just Yi Yuanze putting on an act.

"Do we need to buy something?" As soon as she got on the car, Meng Yunhan asked Yi Yuanze expressionlessly. She was not happy, and did not even have a perfunctory smile on her face.

This was the first time she had gone to see Yi Yuanze's family. Even if it was just for show, she was more or less a little nervous inside, and out of politeness, she felt that it wasn't good for her to go empty-handed.

Yi Yuanze smiled and turned to glance at her, and said: "There's no need to trouble yourself, it's not early anyway, it's good enough that we can rush back for lunch, it's better not to be late."

From Meng Yunhan's point of view, Yi Yuanze was obviously blaming him for leaving the sect late. Although that was not what Yi Yuanze had in mind, the considerate Meng Yunhan was definitely thinking this way.

Meng Yunhan did not continue speaking and only turned her head to look out the window. She was extremely regretful in her heart, wondering why she had asked him this question just now.

The Yi family residence was about an hour and a half away from the city center. In that long period of time, Meng Yunhan tried her best to recall the things she had told them about his family five years ago.

Yi Yuanze had told her before that because the Yi family's old house was really too far away from the center of the city, it was normally only occupied by the Old Master of the Yi family. The Old Master of the Yi family was an old Chinese doctor, so he would often play with his Chinese medicine there.

Regarding Yi Yuanze's family's situation, Meng Yunhan did not know all that much. She vaguely remembered that Yi Yuanze's sister was a teacher, and her brother seemed to have his own company. Whatever happened next, Meng Yunhan did not know.

"What are you thinking?" Yi Yuanze couldn't help but ask as he looked at Meng Yunhan, who was sitting beside him in a daze.

Meng Yunhan turned her head and looked at him, then continued to gaze out of the window, not saying a word to him.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry, our family is pretty easy to get along with." Yi Yuanze seemed to have noticed the worry in Meng Yunhan's heart and started to help her relieve the pressure.

Originally, Yi Yuanze thought that it would be better if he did not say this, but now, her heart was filled with anxiety due to Yi Yuanze's words, "Is everyone in your family going to be here today?"

Yi Yuanze frowned slightly as he thought about it, then replied: "About seventy to eighty percent. My brother should be here anyways, and my sister isn't too sure. Don't worry, there aren't many people, just three or five of them."

She didn't know what she was going to say later, nor did she know what her family was going to ask. Although they had agreed to marry each other, and had married with the intent of marrying for each other, Meng Yunhan would still be nervous when facing their family members.

It wasn't until they had reached their destination that Meng Yunhan's nervous heart finally reached its peak. Yi Yuanze took out the greeting gift he had prepared earlier from the trunk of his car before bringing Meng Yunhan inside the house.

Looking at the thing in Yi Yuanze's hand, Meng Yunhan was very surprised. She thought to herself, I really can't believe what Yi Yuanze said.

The decorating style of the Yi family house was not as exquisite as Meng Yunhan had imagined. The house in front of him was like a courtyard house in Beijing, but it was also a bit older and more complicated than that place. The door was made of wood, and the moment one entered the room, they would smell like herbs.

As he walked deeper in, Meng Yunhan's heart became more and more nervous, and even his palms were starting to ooze cold sweat. Yi Yuanze seemed to have felt the ice-cold feeling in his hands and stopped in his tracks.

"Accompany me …" If he had accompanied him, she would not have left alone that year. Thinking of this, Meng Yunhan suddenly flung his hand away.

Although Yi Yuanze was very surprised, he didn't ask further. Instead, he once again held her hand and entered the room.

Just as she entered the lobby, the loud noise made Meng Yunhan regret her actions. How could this be the three to five people that Yi Yuanze was talking about?

Without waiting for Meng Yunhan to go back on her word, Yi Yuanze had already pulled her into the house.

"Dad, I'm back."

Yi Yuanze called out emotionally, after that, everyone in the room turned to look at them. Meng Yunhan glanced, and there were truly seven or eight people there, and there was a light fragrance coming from the room. Meng Yunhan could not smell what it was, but she liked the smell, because it made her feel at ease.

"He's back …" An old man with a white beard walked towards Yi Yuanze, causing the smile on Meng Yunhan's face to almost freeze.

"Kid, you finally brought your wife home."

Yi Yuanze patiently introduced his large family to Meng Yunhan. After a circle, Meng Yunhan was truly a little dizzy, but luckily, her memory was good, and she could barely remember everything.

As soon as she sat down, the Yi Family members started to ask about him at the same time. Although Meng Yunhan was very unhappy about it in her heart, the polite smile on her face was maintained this whole time, and even Meng Yunhan listened attentively to their questions. Then, she answered them seriously.

After chatting for a long time, Meng Yunhan finally got a clear understanding of the Yi family line. The one sitting right in front of her was the Yi family's old man, Yi Fuen. He looked very kind, with smiles on his face from time to time.

Sitting in front of her was Yi Yuanze's eldest sister, Yi Yuanxiang, and her husband, Miya Jitong. They were both university professors, so their words were a little scholarly, but they treated people fairly well. And what sat on her right hand was her children, whose eldest son was called Miya Yan.

The first feeling Meng Yunhan had was that he was very serious, and the smile on hherface was very little. This might have something to do with the length of time he had stayed in the market, but they heard that she opened a company with red wine, and his name was Yi Zhengxuan. Although she was not there today, from the hate in Yi Yuanpei's voice, it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with his son.