Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying turned her head, met the man's scorching gaze, and subconsciously forced a smile on her face.

"I'm a little nervous. If they don't like me later and say that I'm not worthy to be the daughter-in-law of the He family, how will you deal with it?"

Meeting her playful gaze, He Junlin turned his eyes slightly, raised her chin with one hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will tell them that you are my wife, and I have the final say on whether you are worthy or not, so you don't have to worry about it, and you don't have to please anyone, as long as I approve of you."

The corners of Yang Zhuoying's lips twitched imperceptibly, "Mr. He, what do you mean, I just need to please you, and everyone else doesn't care?"

"That's right, then how are you going to please me?" He Junlin's handsome face slowly approached, and when her thin lips were close to her red lips, she retreated instinctively and said with a smile.

"How to please you? This is a good question. I need to think about it seriously. By the way, how long will it take?"

Seeing her avoiding him, He Junlin was not annoyed, but just looked at her with a half-smile, "I'll be there soon."

A few minutes later, the car drove into He's house.

He's house is located on the mountainside, which fully meets the luxury imagined by Yang Zhuoying.

When they arrived at the entrance of the He family's mansion, the butler had been waiting at the entrance. Seeing them coming, he immediately went up to him and helped open the car door.

Yang Zhuoying took her son out of the car, looked up at the luxurious gate in front of her, and suddenly a sentence flashed in her mind.

Once you enter a wealthy family, it's as deep as the sea.

Suddenly, she had an impulse to turn around with her son in her arms, and go back the same way.

As if sensing her thoughts, a big hand stretched out and squeezed her little hand tightly, and his steady voice rang in her ears.

"go in."

Yang Zhuoying glanced at him subconsciously, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tighter, so she had to let him hold it and walked into the hall.

Before coming here, Yang Zhuoying had done her homework and recognized He Zhongtian and Zhang Mingyu who were sitting on the sofa at a glance.

She found that He Junlin's appearance should have been inherited from his father. Although He Zhongtian is over half a hundred years old, his appearance is well maintained. If he didn't say anything, he would have thought he was only in his 30s. This shows how handsome he was when he was young .

In my impression, Zhang Mingyu was a very powerful woman, but seeing her now, Yang Zhuoying found that she didn't look like a strong woman at all, but like a little woman who was doted on by her husband.

However, Yang Zhuoying also knows that people can't be judged by their appearance, and sometimes the weaker a woman looks, the more ruthless she is.

His eyes fell on the oldest old lady in the living room with a somewhat mean appearance. Don't ask, this must be Mrs. He.

"Grandma, here we come." He Junlin greeted the old lady first, and then nodded to Father He.

"Grandma, uncle, auntie, hello." Yang Zhuoying greeted them generously, accepting their scrutiny frankly.

"This is Miss Yang? She looks good, no wonder she can catch the eyes of King's Landing."

The old lady looked at Yang Zhuoying from head to leg with stern eyes, and wanted to say something, but when she saw the little guy, her tone changed.

"Is he Huanyi? He looks exactly like Jun Lin when he was a child. Come here quickly and let Grandma Zeng take a look."

The originally stiff atmosphere became cheerful under the urgent voice of the old lady.

The little guy was not afraid of life, seeing his father nodding in agreement, he immediately walked up to the old lady with short legs, and called out sweetly, "Grandma Zeng, hello, I'm Huanyi."

"Huanyi, you're so good." The old lady's unhappiness disappeared in an instant after seeing the little guy, and she put all her attention on him. She asked him how old he was and what he wanted to eat for a while, and took out breakfast for a while. Just ready for the meeting ceremony.

"The first time we met, Grandma Zeng didn't have anything to give you. This jade pendant was given to me by your Grandpa Zeng. I will pass it on to you now."

It was a Jade Avalokitesvara statue, even if Yang Zhuoying didn't know much about jade, she could tell that it was very valuable, so she was about to decline when Zhang Mingyu said.

"Mom, isn't this piece of jade an heirloom of the He family? You really love Huanyi, it's such a generous gift for the first time we meet."

Yang Zhuoying was startled, is this piece of jade an heirloom of the He family?She didn't really want to accept it at first, and now she is even more afraid to accept it. She was about to ask her son to return the jade when she heard He Junlin's voice.

"Huanyi, thank you Grandma Zeng."

"Thank you, Grandma Zeng." The little guy said in a childlike voice.

Yang Zhuoying subconsciously looked at He Junlin, hello!is this okay?

There's nothing wrong with it, grandma gave it to you, so you can accept it with confidence.

The corner of Yang Zhuoying's mouth twitched, and her gaze swept over Zhang Mingyu's distorted face, not knowing that He Junlin did it on purpose.

Forget it, when you go back, return the jade pendant to him.

After helping the little guy put away the jade pendant, the butler came over and said, dinner is ready.

Everyone moved to the restaurant and sat down. The old lady liked the little guy very much and asked him to sit beside her. The little guy was very good at making the elderly happy. The old and the young talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious until Zhang Mingyu spoke again.

"Huanyi, I'm five years old this year. Before, Mom was always worried that Junlin would not settle down, and she kept introducing girls to him, but he didn't like her. So she was waiting for Miss Yang. However, Miss Yang has been waiting for her for so many years. Why didn't you bring Huanyi back?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying paused, and glanced at He Junlin reflexively. Before she came, she forgot to make a statement with him, and she didn't know how to answer at this time.

"Aunt Zhang seems to be very interested in my love life. Jing Cheng is not too young. If you have time, you might as well pay more attention to him." He Junlin replied coldly, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

He Jingcheng, who had always been used as a backdrop, looked at He Junlin resentfully, he didn't want to be cannon fodder.

It's really a fight between gods and fish in the pond.

He Zhongtian coughed softly, "Jun Lin, Ming Yu only cares about you, but you plan to live together like this?"

He Junlin looked at his father, waiting for his next words.

"I discussed with your Aunt Zhang. Since Ms. Yang gave birth to Huanyi for our He family, we can't let her be so ignorant. Ms. Yang, you go back and ask when your father and the others will be free. Let's meet and discuss about the wedding."

Yang Zhuoying's face froze, she just came here to show her face and inquire about the Holy Light Goblet by the way, she didn't intend to sell herself.

"This is a bit inconvenient."

"What's the inconvenience?" He Zhongtian asked with a frown.

"Is it the misunderstanding between you and your father that hasn't been resolved yet?"

The grievances between Yang Zhuoying and Yang Haining had been raging for a long time, Zhang Mingyu naturally also inquired clearly, asking this question at this time, it is not so much caring, it is better to say that he intends to see her jokes.