My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Sister-in-law, try this duck that I cooked using an ancient recipe. I know you like it, so I asked the kitchen to make it."

Madam Ji used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of duck for Madam Yan enthusiastically and looked at her expectantly.

However, Mrs. Yan held her chopsticks but didn't eat. Instead, she pretended to say casually, "Right, we agreed to eat together. Why don't I see Fangping's wife? Did she think it's inconvenient to come out since we're around?"

As soon as Madam Yan said this, the expressions of the members of the Ji family stiffened slightly, as if they didn't expect Madam Yan to suddenly mention Dong Mingyue and even ask her to come out for dinner.

Could it be that the Yan family didn't mind what happened a year ago? Or... did they want to do something?

Thinking that the Yan family might make things difficult for Dong Mingyue, the hearts of the three members of the Ji family tightened and they looked a bit troubled.

In fact, Master Ji and Madam Ji didn't like Dong Mingyue as their wife very much, but their son insisted on marrying her.

Besides, Dong Mingyue had already given birth to a son for the Ji family and she was pregnant with another one now, so no matter how much they disliked Dong Mingyue, they still had the responsibility to protect her.

"Brother Ji, don't think too much. We're just having a simple meal together."

Master Yan seemed to see their dilemma and said calmly, "Besides, with our eldest son like this, it's understandable that the girl chose someone else. We were angry before, but it's already been a year. There's no need to hold on to the matter."

Hearing what Master Yan said, the members of the Ji family heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed.

They really shouldn't have thought badly of the Yan family just now.

"Thank you for being magnanimous, Brother Yan. The Ji family has let the Yan family down in this matter. If you need our help in the future, we'll definitely do our best," Master Ji said gratefully from the bottom of his heart and immediately gave his silent son a look.

After receiving his father's signal, Ji Fangping quickly poured himself a glass of wine.

"Uncle Yan, Auntie Yan, I'm sorry. I was confused back then. I didn't handle it well enough. It's only right for you to be angry at me. I'll apologize to you here." Ji Fangping stood up with a glass of wine and said to Patriarch Yan and Madam Yan guiltily.

Then, his gaze landed on Yan Yunfei, who had a dull expression and no reaction. "Ah Fei, I'm sorry." I'm the bastard. I really don't have the courage to tell the truth. Please forgive me.

Ji Fangping said the last sentence in his mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Fangping finished the white wine in the glass in one go.

"Forget it."

Master Yan sighed heavily and waved his hand. "Call her over. Let's have a good meal together and forget about it. We're family friends after all. We shouldn't affect the relationship between the two families over a small matter."

Master Ji and Madam Ji were immediately overjoyed when they heard that. They quickly asked their son to bring their daughter-in-law over for dinner.

Before long, Ji Fangping returned and carefully supported a beautiful woman with a slightly protruding stomach.

The woman's face had been carefully taken care of, making her look especially young, as though she was in her mid-twenties.

Behind the two of them was a nanny with a baby about four to five months old in her arms.

"Father, Mother."

The beautiful woman, who was Dong Mingyue, was expressionless. There was a hint of arrogance between her eyebrows as she called them indifferently.

As for the members of the Yan family, she didn't even look at them; it was as if the four members of the Yan family were transparent.