Meng Yan's Transformation

Zhan Mengyan subconsciously turned away from Li Fengzhen's hand. She reached out and touched Zhang Deyun's head: "Little Deyun, I have to leave with my sister Yingying today. We have important things to do. We can read comic books together another day. Also, my sister Yingying is feeling a little unwell. It seems like an acute allergy or gastritis, I don't know. It's urgent, we have to go."

When Zhan Mengyan spoke, her tone was gentle yet firm.

Suddenly, Zhan Mengyan pointed out the window and exclaimed, "Look! The wind is picking up, and the fabric on the awning is being blown up!"

The surrounding guests all turned their gazes to the window. Zhan Mengyan grabbed Zhan Yingying's hand and pulled her forcefully outside. She just wanted to get Zhan Yingying away from this uncomfortable place as soon as possible.

"No...so many people are watching." Zhan Yingying tried to break free, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of helplessness.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment. Zhan Mengyan could see the struggle in Zhan Yingying's eyes, like a butterfly trapped in a net. On one side were her parents' expectant gazes and their heavy advice that "good enough is good enough"; on the other side was Zhan Mengyan's outstretched, reckless hand.

Then, the mist in Zhan Yingying's eyes suddenly condensed into a kind of light.

Zhan Mengyan became even more determined. She looked around and lowered her voice, saying, "Sister, I know you're feeling wronged. Let's go home first." Her tone was full of unquestionable concern, as if she had already made a decision.

Zhan Yingying was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhan Mengyan's determined eyes. She had never seen Zhan Mengyan so unusual, but that sincere emotion warmed her heart. In the end, she sighed softly and let Zhan Mengyan pull her through the crowd.

While everyone was looking outside, Zhan Mengyan pulled Zhan Yingying along and they glided out of the house like two nimble fish.

"Zhan Mengyan, Zhan Yingying, you two come back here! Zhan Mengyan! What do you think you're doing? This is so rude!"

Behind me came the voice of the matchmaker, "Big Cousin's Wife."

“Sister-in-law, don’t be anxious. Go and entertain the other guests. I’m going to settle accounts with those two brats. I’m so sorry, so sorry. Please explain to your Zhang family for me. It’s all Zhan Mengyan’s fault. She didn’t want to come in the first place, but we forced her to. She’s resentful. I should have left her at home. We’ve spoiled this old girl. Why did I have to go and do things without any regard for her feelings?”

As Yunqing spoke, she waved goodbye to her "elder cousin's wife".

The heavy, cold door shut out the insincere conversations inside. The two sisters smiled at each other in the sunlight. Zhan Yingying, her eyes slightly red, squeezed her younger sister's hand: "Zhang Defu really does look like a robot that has been run over by a road roller."

"It can't be that bad, his aunt, our eldest cousin's wife, praised him as a very nice person... I saw that you seemed uncomfortable staying at his house, and you didn't want to go against your mother's wishes, so I'll play the bad guy. If your mother scolds you, just say that I 'kidnapped' you."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she pulled Zhan Yingying forward and ran.

After running for a while, Zhan Yingying finally stopped. She bent over, put her hands on her knees, and gasped for breath, not because she was tired, but more like a greedy breath after suffocating.

Then, Zhan Yingying started laughing. At first, it was suppressed laughter, just a soft, breathy sound escaping from her throat. Then the laughter grew louder and louder, mingling with the afternoon breeze. Her shoulders were shaking from laughing, and finally, she laughed until tears streamed down her face.

Zhan Mengyan laughed along, leaning against an earthen wall, looking at Zhan Yingying in front of her with slightly messy hair but bright eyes.