Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Wu Xie looked towards Zhang Qiling, and saw a faint smile in Zhang Qiling’s eyes. That smile was light and gentle, and contained a hint of tenderness.

"It seems that the young man also agrees with Fatty's idea. Okay, in that case, we will call more people over and try to set it up before dawn."

Zhang Qiling nodded, "Okay, leave the clothes here for now, I'll go back and cook for Yanyan."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and left, not noticing the horrified expressions on Wu Xie and Fatty's faces behind him.

"Tian Zhen, did I hear correctly just now? The little brother said he was going home to cook for Han Yan? Hit me quickly, I think I must be hallucinating."

Wu Xie came back to his senses and slapped the fat man on the arm, making a crisp sound.

"Oh my god, Tian Zhen, I asked you to hit me, not to kill me, but you hit me so hard. It hurts Fatty so much. Yun Cai, come and see if you have bruises on me."

The fat man rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arms in front of the cloud, pretending to be pitiful, hoping to get some comfort from the cloud.

Yuncai looked down at his arm, and whether he looked left or right, he saw no signs of bruises, just some slight redness.

"There are no bruises, Fatty Bro. I didn't see any no matter how hard I looked."

"Okay, Yuncai, don't pay any attention to him. He is just directing and acting to win your sympathy. Third Master, you know when to act, right? Third Master, don't you?"

Bai Haotian looked at Wu Xie with a smile, his eyes filled with tiny glimmers, his smile was sunny and warm, as if it could melt all the ice and snow.

Wu Xie didn't say anything, but stared at her. The moment their eyes met, his heart felt like it was struck by electricity, and his heartbeat became abnormally violent.

"Well...Xiao Bai is right. I know my limits. Fatty, stop acting. Come with me and think about how to arrange the event so I can prepare things in advance."

The fat man turned his gaze and looked at the faint blush at the corners of Wu Xie's eyes, and he and Yun Cai smiled at each other knowingly.

"Okay, let's think about it together. Tian Zhen, you studied architecture, so you can draw a layout diagram of Xiao Ge and Han Yan's house first, and we can think about it based on the diagram."

"Okay, wait."

Wu Xie took out a piece of white drawing paper and quickly moved the tip of his pen across the paper. In just over ten minutes, he had drawn a simple blueprint.

"On the main gate, hang two large red lanterns and a red couplet. The corridors, screen walls, and garden paths behind the main gate are all covered with red silk cloth."

The fat man took the blueprint, spread it flat on the table, pointed, and expressed his ideas loudly.

"Also, all the trees in the garden must be hung with red silk and red lanterns, and the green gauze around the pavilion must be replaced with red gauze."

Aning snatched the blueprint and placed it in front of Wu Xie. While speaking, she handed him a red pen and motioned for him to draw it.

“And here…”

"Yes, and here..."

Several people were talking at once, constantly scrambling to grab the drawings drawn by Wu Xie, and vying to express their opinions.

When Zhang Qiling returned home, Zhang Hanyan had already put the last of the stir-fried vegetables into the white porcelain plate. She turned around suddenly and bumped into his arms unexpectedly.

He quickly took the porcelain plate from her hand, and the plate containing the vegetables would have fallen to the ground and shattered.

"Brother, why are you walking without making any sound? It's so scary."

Zhang Hanyan took the plate of vegetables from his hand, and was glad that he was quick enough so that the vegetables in the plate did not spill to the ground.

He stared at her as she placed the porcelain plate on the table, a sense of doubt slowly rising in his heart about her actions just now.

Yanyan used to be able to detect any sound, no matter how slight. But this time, I had already walked behind her, so how could she not notice anything?

"Young man, what are you thinking about? Bring the dishes to the living room and eat."

"okay."

Zhang Qiling suppressed his doubts and brought the dishes to the living room one by one as he was told. He sat on the sofa with her and occasionally served her more food.

He secretly observed her every move, and carefully recalled in his mind every bit and every word and deed she had done since they returned from Leicheng.

He found that apart from her slightly slow reaction today, he did not find any abnormality or flaw in her.

"Yan Yan, do you still want to go to Yu Village to escape the heat this summer?"

Zhang Hanyan paused in picking up the food. She lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, hiding the flash of sadness in her eyes.

"We'll talk about it later. It's only April now, so it's still early. Maybe Hangzhou won't be that hot this year."

She picked up a piece of braised chicken with chopsticks and put it into Zhang Qiling's bowl. She smiled softly and he couldn't tell anything was wrong.

"Okay, then we'll go when you want to."

"Okay, let's eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

Zhang Hanyan ate the rice in the bowl. The food in front of her was obviously delicious, but to her, it tasted like chewing wax and was bland.

Time passes, spring has passed and summer has come. Against the backdrop of the blue sky, white clouds float leisurely, interweaving with the tranquility of early summer to form a beautiful picture.

In the blink of an eye, there was only more than half a month left until May 1st. Wu Xie, on behalf of Zhang Qiling, sent invitations to all the friends he could think of.

Except for the Zhang family members who were far away overseas, Wu Xie didn't know their names and addresses. He could only run to Zhang Qiling's door early in the morning and knock on the copper ring on the door.

"what's up?"

Zhang Qiling opened the door, looked back at Zhang Hanyan who was watering the garden, gently closed the door, and pulled Wu Xie to the corner.

"Brother, I don't know the name and address of your Zhang family. Come with me and confirm the things behind."

Wu Xie looked at the half-open door and spoke softly after making sure that Zhang Hanyan did not appear at the door.

"Actually, you don't need to invite them. My business has nothing to do with them."

"That won't do. Don't waste your time. Come with me quickly. Wait here for me while I go talk to Han Yan."

Wu Xie left right after he finished speaking, without giving Zhang Qiling any chance to refute or consider.

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand but grabbed nothing. He could only watch him push the door open and disappear at the gate.

"Hanyan, I have something to ask my brother, and I need him to go to Wushanju with me."

"Okay, I get it. Wu Xie, what have you been doing these days? You've been so secretive and my brother didn't even let me know."

Zhang Hanyan stared into Wu Xie's eyes, and her straight gaze made it impossible for Wu Xie to escape.