Having said that, Zhao Youlin quickly put it out of her mind. Because other than Ye Yan’s matter, there was another more important matter that needed her attention.

  Just as Zhao Youlin expected, not long after the proposal, Han Yichen got Duan Yarong’s contact information from Zhao Youlin and told them that he would bring An Yue to Zhao Residence in these two days to meet the two of them.

  For this reason, everyone in Zhao Residence became busy.

  Although most members of the Zhao family were still unaware of Han Yichen’s true identity at this time, since their bosses had given their word, they naturally did not dare to be neglectful.

  They only thought they were receiving an honored guest. And this honored guest was someone important to their bosses and they had to receive him properly.

  So, Han Yichen finally took An Yue back to Zhao Residence during the weekend under the Zhao family’s eager anticipation.

  “Youlin, would you take a look at the clothes I am wearing today? Is the color too dark? Does this make me look too serious?”


  “Pfft …” Zhao Youlin looked at the woman, who could usually maintain a dignified and calm demeanor no matter what she encountered, had been a bit fidgety since morning. At the moment of speaking, she had become even more nervous to the point that she could not even maintain the calm on her face. The scene was funny and a little sad at the same time.

  “Mom, stop tormenting yourself. Yue Yue is a very nice girl. She won’t mind about this stuff. Besides, Mom, you are pretty enough in this dress. It makes you look gentle and friendly. When Yichen and Yue Yue see it, they will like you.”


  Zhao Youlin had worried that given An Yue’s personality, she must be very nervous when she met Duan Yarong and Zhao Shunrong. Who knew that in the end, Duan Yarong was actually even more nervous than her? It was really …


  Duan Yarong heaved a little sigh of relief upon hearing Zhao Youlin’s words, though the anticipation and nervousness still remained in her eyes.

  Just as the two were talking, an incredibly fancy Maserati had slowly driven in through the gate.

  “Mom, they are here.” After Zhao Youlin said that, that car had already stopped in front of them.

  A few seconds later, Han Yichen was the first to get out of the car. He took a look at others before walking to the other side of the car and opening the door at the passenger side.

  Duan Yarong stared at the young girl who carefully stepped out from the passenger side. Before that, Duan Yarong had heard Zhao Youlin tell her about An Yue’s information. She knew that An Yue was actually about the same age as Zhao Youlin.

  But now that she looked at her, she felt that this girl looked much more petite than Zhao Youlin. She thought to herself that this girl looked too skinny, she must ask her son and their family’s cook to help her gain some weight in the future.

  An Yue had been extremely nervous from the moment she got out of the car. She timidly looked up at the crowd standing in front of the gate, only to find an elegantly poised noblewoman staring at her at the same time with a deep frown on her face.

  An Yue, who was already tensed up, instantly guessed that the one staring at her must be Han Yichen’s biological mother. After seeing the frown on her face, her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that … she did not like her?

  As she thought of it, An Yue became even more nervous. She almost reflexively wanted to step back a little.

  Han Yichen seemed to sense her emotion, as he reached out and held her hand. He brought her toward his side and whispered, “It is okay, I am here.”


  An Yue was a little stunned. She subconsciously nodded, but the concern in her eyes did not fade away.

  Han Yichen led An Yue in front of them and greeted Duan Yarong and Zhao Shunrong, “Dad, Mom.”


  Then, he turned his gaze to Zhao Youlin and nodded with her before turning to look at Master Zhao and said after a pause, “Grandpa.”


  “Good, good. Good boy!” The old man had been waiting to hear this word for a long time. Now that he finally heard Han Yichen call him grandfather, his excitement was indescribable.

  After greeting them one by one, Han Yichen pulled An Yue toward his side and introduced her to them. “This is An Yue, my fiance.”


  An Yue was a little overwhelmed when she was suddenly being dragged to the front. She timidly bowed to them and said, “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao. Hi, Master…Master Zhao.”


  “Why are you calling us Mr. and Mrs.?” Duan Yarong disapprovingly replied, which made An Yue so scared that her heart almost stopped. Though after hearing Duan Yarong’s next sentence, she was completely dumbfounded.

  “Chen has already proposed to you. We are a family from now on. Girl, you should call us mom and dad.”


  Duan Yarong’s light words gave An Yue a great shock. She looked at Duan Yarong with her eyes widened, only to see her smiling at her. Duan Yarong’s eyes were overflowing with tenderness and understanding.

  She felt relieved. It turned out … she misunderstood just now? She might not hate her as she imagined it.

  Realizing this, An Yue almost subconsciously looked sideways at Han Yichen, asking for his opinion.

  After she saw Han Yichen nodding with her with a tender gaze, she blushed a little and addressed Duan Yarong and Zhao Shunrong, “Dad, Mom.”


  As Duan Yarong took in every reaction of An Yue, the more she thought her daughter-in-law was sensible and adorable. The most important thing was that she put her son first in everything, she could not be more obedient. The smile on her face immediately grew a little. She said, “Good girl, good girl. You can make yourself at home here. You are Chen’s fiance, soon we will be family. By then, this will be your home. So treat this as your own home, and us as your parents.”


  What Duan Yarong said gave An Yue a feeling that her heart had just been hit by a heavy hammer. She had been an orphan since she was little. Her sister was all she had. She never thought that she would have her own parents one day.

  An Yue slightly lowered her head. The corners of her lips subconsciously curled and formed a smile. She responded in a low voice, “Okay.”


  Duan Yarong and An Yue were still talking, when she suddenly heard a light cough from beside them. They looked in the direction of the voice together, only to see the old master pulling a long face on purpose and said sourly, “You only called Dad and Mom, what about Grandpa?”


  An Yue was a little stunned. She looked at the old master and was flustered.

  She did not expect that the weird old man who visited the store and kept staring at her last time was actually Han Yichen’s biological grandfather. Could it be that he already knew back then that …


  Thinking about it, An Yue became so embarrassed that she wanted to lower her head to the ground. She felt like digging a pit to bury herself.

  Zhao Youlin gave the old master a warning look, while Han Yichen directly pulled An Yue into his arms in a calm manner. He replied to the old master, “Grandpa, Yue Yue is timid. Don’t bully her.”


  The old man was speechless. When did he bully her? Also, why was his grandson and granddaughter so defiant? How could they glare at him? He put his lover over his family. So unfilial!