Newlyweds are not lonely

Chapter 31

After walking inside for more than ten minutes, Ling Yuyao stopped suddenly after passing a green lake, a corridor, and a flower hall.

He lowered his head and glanced at Han Yuxin who was following him: "Except for calling people for a while, talk less and keep smiling." His tone was a bit strange, unlike the domineering command tone in the past, there was a hint of caution in his tone, which made Han Yuxin feel It's kind of weird.

Ling Yuyao asked her not to talk so seriously, why?

Thinking that she was about to meet her in-laws who were not very satisfied with her, Han Yuxin, the little daughter-in-law, couldn't help but her heart beat like a drum, and her nervous palms were sweating slightly.

Ling Yuyao held her hand and quickly noticed her strangeness.

"Don't worry, no matter what, you are their daughter-in-law, and they won't eat you." His half-serious, half-joking words caused Han Yuxin to raise his eyes.

Unexpectedly, instead of yelling at her angrily, Ling Yuyao bent his lips and smiled slightly in his eyes.

Han Yuxin was in a trance, this man's smile was bewitching, and even a slight smile could seduce people's hearts, he looked like a monster!

The two walked into the hall together. There was a faint scent of aloes in the hall. The furnishings inside were still antique. There were antique vases and all kinds of exquisite things on the complete set of golden nanmu furniture, and ancient pine potted plants on the flower stands, making the entire hall It looks demure and low-key, quiet and innocent.

The moment he walked into the hall, Han Yuxin noticed that the man beside him seemed to suddenly restrain his usual intimidating arrogance. He quietly suppressed the coldness in his eyes, as if he was a different person, and there was even a faint smile on his lips. meaning.

The change in his whole person was like suddenly changing from the cold winter to the warm spring.

Ling Yuyao called out to a middle-aged woman who was sitting by the coffee table, bowing her head and arranging flowers: "Mom, we are back."

"Mom." Although she was not used to calling a stranger 'Mom', Han Yuxin obediently followed Ling Yuyao's instructions before entering the door.

She looked up at the middle-aged woman sitting on the golden nanmu chair, who was wearing a embroidered cheongsam. The woman was about 45 years old, with a graceful figure, excellent maintenance, and a bright complexion.

"I've been waiting all afternoon, and you guys are back." Mrs. Ling He Feifang raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and when she saw them, she got up and greeted them with a smile on her face.

She held Han Yuxin's hand, "Yuxin is here, sit down."

Han Yuxin forced a smile on his face: "Thank you, Mom."

After she finished speaking, she instinctively raised her head and met Ling Yuyao's gaze. Seeing that there was no heresy in his eyes, she was relieved and knew that she had done nothing wrong.

They sat down on the golden nanmu bench, and the servant brought tea and fruit plate. He Feifang said some caring words as usual, and the atmosphere in the hall was tepid.

Han Yuxin secretly paid attention to Ling Yuyao and Mrs. Ling in his heart. Their mother and son got along a bit strangely, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

After a while, a sweet voice came in.

"Mom, I'm back." A young girl came in and called out affectionately.

Seeing Ling Yuyao and Han Yuxin sitting in the hall, he said in surprise, "Brother and sister-in-law, so you have already arrived."

The person who came was Ling Yuyao's younger sister, Ling Zitong, the only daughter of the Ling family.

(End of this chapter)