Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

After entering the mansion, Meng Tingyue and Xiao Huaifeng discussed recent developments.

Xiao Wuyou was looking at the furnishings in the Meng Mansion, and the coldness in his eyes almost solidified.

"Tsk, the whole house is full of cheap stuff."

Meng Tingyue was chatting seriously when she suddenly heard Xiao Wuyou's words. She blinked and looked away when she saw that she didn't look at her.

"That's just her personality." Xiao Huaifeng explained.

Meng Tingyue smiled and said, "I think what my aunt said is true."

After she said this, Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng both looked at her in surprise.

"This is a yard specially prepared for my uncle and aunt."

Meng Tingyue led the two of them to their place of residence.

Xiao Wuyou carefully looked at the layout of the room.

After a while, he uttered, "This room is quite presentable. You must have decorated it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wuyou turned around and stared at her.

Meng Tingyue nodded with a smile, "Aunt has a sharp eye."

Xiao Wuyou waved his hands and started to drive people away, "Alright, hurry up, I need to rest for a while."

After closing the door, Xiao Wuyou leaned against the door panel, panting, with an annoyed look on his face.

Not long after Meng Tingyue left, Xiao Huaifeng knocked on the door.

Xiao Wuyou opened the door, pulled the person in, and then closed the door again.

Lying on the table, looking depressed.

"Do you think I was too aggressive in what I said just now?"

Xiao Huaifeng pondered and said, "Isn't that how you usually talk? It seems Tingyue didn't care."

"What if she just seems like she doesn't care? Will this leave a bad impression on her? Will she distance herself from me?"

"How about you go and apologize to her, saying you didn't mean to be rude, and that you actually care about her?"

Xiao Huaifeng was really giving serious advice.

Xiao Wuyou rolled his eyes at him seriously.

Then he lowered his eyes and spoke sadly.

"She really looks like my sister. When I see her, I think of my sister, as if my sister is still in front of me."

"I don't know whether to be happy or worried. I'm happy that she doesn't look like that scumbag, but I'm worried that she looks like my sister."

Hearing this, Xiao Huaifeng looked a lot more sad. He patted her shoulder and said, "You should be happy because she looks like Chang Le."

The room fell into silence.

After a while, Xiao Wuyou's voice sounded again.

"Brother, why don't you leave? I need to rest."

……

The sky was gradually swallowed by darkness and all around was silent.

Bright lights were lit in every household.

Meng Tingyue's eyes were fixed on the door, looking forward to the arrival of that kind person.

Compared to her anticipation, the expressions on the other three people's faces were much duller.

Especially Madam Meng and Lord Meng.

Both of them were extremely reluctant to see anyone from the Xiao family, and they even created many obstacles to prevent them from coming.

What's more, among the people who came was Xiao Wuyou, who made both of them feel very troubled.

"Really? Why haven't they come yet?" Meng Qingjiao complained.

Madam Meng spoke up to ease the atmosphere, "Perhaps something happened along the way that delayed them. You two are not ignorant of priorities, so Tingyue shouldn't blame them for this."

Meng Tingyue just smiled without saying anything, and turned her gaze back to the door.

Her eyes lit up when Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng arrived, and she stood up to greet them.

"Uncle, aunt."

Xiao Huaifeng and Xiao Wuyou both looked unhappy. Xiao Huaifeng could still smile when facing Meng Tingyue, but Xiao Wuyou didn't even look at Meng Tingyue and started to sneer at her directly.

"I'm sorry for being late and keeping you waiting. I don't know if there's something wrong with the Meng family's feng shui, but after we drank the water on the table, we fell into a deep sleep and almost couldn't wake up."

Mrs. Meng had a subtle expression.

"You can't wake up after drinking water?" Meng Tingyue pretended to be confused.

"Yes, I think either there's something wrong with the water or the feng shui here. It's in conflict with my Xiao family."

"I'm afraid there's some misunderstanding." Mrs. Meng smiled.

Xiao Wuyou sneered, "Misunderstanding? I'm not a beast. I know my own limitations and how long I can sleep."

Seeing her exploding everywhere like a firecracker, Lord Meng had a headache and could only quickly ask them to sit down.

"Uncle, aunt, let's eat first. The kitchen has made a lot of new dishes today. You can try them and see if they suit your taste."

Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng glanced at the appetizing dishes on the table, many of which were dishes they often ate at home.

Xiao Huaifeng: "Tingyue is thoughtful."

Xiao Wuyou glanced around, finally landing on the food on the table: "Finally, it seems to be somewhat real."

This one sentence successfully silenced everyone present. Mrs. Meng felt aggrieved, and her hands, hidden under the table, twisted her handkerchief tightly. "Try it and see if it suits your taste. This is made specially for you by the kitchen."

"Come on, it was my niece who asked the kitchen to do it, not you. Don't speak so vaguely. How can you be the mistress of a family like this?" Xiao Wuyou really couldn't help but choke out.

The Xiao family members never spoke at the table, but she felt disgusted when she heard this woman talking. For every word this woman said, she wanted to curse back ten times.

Mrs. Meng was so angry that she wanted to eat Xiao Wuyou alive on the spot, but she had to pretend to be aggrieved.

Meng Qingjiao felt distressed when she saw this, "Why do you talk to my mother like that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Wuyou was happy.

"Why? Just because if it weren't for the Xiao family, your mother would have starved to death in the snow, and you wouldn't have shown up, wouldn't I be able to scold a third son who stole someone else's husband?"

Meng Qingjiao really didn't know about this and looked shocked. "You're talking nonsense. This is impossible."

In the previous life, Meng Tingyue protected Jiang Qingrou everywhere and opposed the Xiao family. Xiao Wuyou was furious and disappointed with Meng Tingyue, so he did not say the following words.

Xiao Wuyou sneered: "Don't believe it? Ask her yourself whether this is true or not."

"That's enough." Lord Meng could no longer bear it. "This is not your Xiao family's territory. Don't be so presumptuous."

Xiao Huaifeng unhurriedly put down his chopsticks, leaning back casually in his chair, his hands resting lightly on his knees, a cold look between his brows. "This is really not my Xiao family's land? Meng Ci, you've forgotten your origins after becoming so proud. Don't forget where your current glory comes from."

This sentence hit Mr. Meng's heart and lungs straight. His lips trembled, his face turned pale, and his whole body was shaking with anger. He wanted to say something many times but stopped himself, and finally could only leave angrily with a wave of his sleeves.

The unpleasant conversation ended with Lord Meng and Mrs. Meng leaving.

Meng Qingjiao didn't want to stay here alone, so she picked up her skirt and chased after him.

The surroundings suddenly became empty and deserted.

"Such a table full of delicious food cannot be wasted. If they don't appreciate it, then we will eat it." Xiao Huaifeng once again became his original gentle and elegant self.

The shock in Meng Tingyue's eyes lingered for a long time.

Both of them were worried that their conversation tonight would make them feel estranged from their niece, whom they hadn't seen for a long time.

A light of surprise suddenly flashed in Meng Tingyue's beautiful eyes.

"Uncle and aunt are so awesome!"