It is true.
After hearing Yu Meiru's words, Zhou Yuanyuan nodded secretly.
It was already around nine o'clock in the morning. People like Yu Xiaohan who can accomplish great things generally have good self-discipline and a regular daily life.
Not getting up, not eating, and crying while looking at the photo was definitely not something Yu Xiaohan would do. Even if Yu Xiaohan was a romantic, Qian Yuxin had been dead for several months, there was no reason why he wouldn't have cried before and only now.
Yu Meiru took Zhou Yuanyuan's hand and walked into the Yu family's door with a proud and confident look. Somehow, as long as Zhou Yuanyuan was by her side, Yu Meiru felt full of confidence.
"Miss, the master said he's not feeling well today and won't see any guests." Bodyguard Wang San saw Yu Meiru and hurried over to stop her. The master had ordered yesterday that he wouldn't see anyone for the next few days, not even Yu Meiru and Zhao Yu.
"I'm not a guest, I'm my father's daughter." Yu Meiru almost got angry when she heard Wang San's words. Yu Meiru hated Yu Xiaohan's behavior the most. In the past, when Yu Xiaohan was busy with work, he would ask someone to stop her and not let her enter the study.
At that time, Yu Meiru thought Yu Xiaohan hated her. Since she hated him too, she let it go when the bodyguards intervened. But today's scene deeply irritated Yu Meiru. This damn old man! He was always so willful. She had to let him know that she had a temper, too.
Seeing Yu Meiru reaching out to push him, bodyguard Wang San sank his qi into his dantian and used a "golden bell pendant" with his feet. As a bodyguard, Wang San felt very miserable. He had to obey the master's words, and he couldn't stop the lady from here. He could only use this stupid method to block the stairs so that the lady couldn't push him away and couldn't go upstairs.
Unfortunately, Wang San's plan was in vain. Just as Yu Meiru's hand was about to touch Wang San's shoulder, he felt a prick in his dantian, his breath draining away, and his "Golden Bell Pendant" was broken. Then, with a gentle push from Yu Meiru, Wang San fell to the ground.
Yu Meiru blinked, a little puzzled. She hadn't even exerted any strength just now? Why did Wang San give way? Oh, right, Wang San didn't want to offend her, so he did it on purpose, right?
Thinking of this, Yu Meiru no longer hesitated and went up the stairs through the gap beside Wang San.
If Wang San knew what Yu Meiru was thinking at this moment, he would definitely feel extremely aggrieved. He is a bodyguard with professional ethics, so how could he openly let her go? He must have met a master, and his skills are not as good as hers, okay? 嘤嘤嘤……
Master Zhou Yuanyuan ignored Wang San, who sat dazed on the floor, and slowly walked over to the sofa and sat down. "Hmm~!" Yu Xiaohan's cook was a master at making dim sum. Now that she was here, she couldn't go back empty-minded, could she? That would be such a waste.
Zhou Yuanyuan had been a guest at the Yu family several times, and each time, Yu Xiaohan had her well-received. The servants in the Yu family were all very discerning, and this time, without Yu Xiaohan's instructions, the housekeeper, He Bo, had tea and cakes served as soon as Zhou Yuanyuan sat down, making her smile from ear to ear.
After the bodyguard Wang San got up from the ground, he stood dejectedly at the side of the stairs, continuing to be his "roadblock". In the Yu family, the duties of the bodyguards were also very clear. Wang San was responsible for stopping people today. There were other bodyguards on duty at Yu Xiaohan's door!
Wang San proved to have the lowest emotional intelligence. The other bodyguards didn't bother Yu Meiru at all, allowing her to march straight into Yu Xiaohan's bedroom. It was the master's family affair; were they really going to stop him when he said he couldn't see his daughter? They were just bodyguards, so why should they take them seriously?
Yu Xiaohan in the bedroom heard the door open and quickly stuffed the photo album in his hand under the pillow.
"Dad, are you sick? Why haven't you gotten up yet?" Yu Meiru was sharp-eyed and saw Yu Xiaohan's little movements, but she pretended not to see them. However, she felt a little blocked in her heart, and her tone of voice was not very pleasant.
"No, no." Yu Xiaohan was so busy stuffing the photos in his pocket that he forgot to wipe the tears from his face. Seeing Yu Meiru, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He didn't know whether to wipe the tears or just let them flow down his face.
"Dad, if you really want to find me a stepmother, it's okay. You don't have to threaten me with a hunger strike." Yu Meiru sat down on the edge of the bed, her tone a little sharp, her face full of disappointment. To be honest, Yu Xiaohan, who was in his fifties, still looked very attractive. Yu Meiru really didn't mind Yu Xiaohan marrying again. When she was young, she didn't like Yu Xiaohan marrying Qian Yuxin because she was afraid of loneliness. Now that Yu Meiru has a happy family of her own, she naturally doesn't want Yu Xiaohan to live a lonely life. Yu Meiru was just angry that Yu Xiaohan didn't tell her about something.
"Meiru, it's not what you think." Yu Xiaohan was a bit amused. His daughter had always been sensitive. Did she see him hiding the photo album just now? Yu Xiaohan knew Yu Meiru's temper. When she was angry, her words were like knives, piercing people's hearts.
"Dad, please get up quickly. There are guests at home. I'll be waiting for you downstairs." After Yu Meiru finished speaking, she stood up and prepared to leave.
"Mei Ru, wait, it's not what you think." Yu Xiaohan was afraid that Yu Mei Ru really thought he was "in love", so he quickly took out the photo album under the pillow and handed it to Yu Mei Ru.
The album cover features a photo of Yu Xiaohan, Yu Meiru, Zhao Guohui, and their four children, all smiling sweetly at the camera. These photos were taken at the Yu family home this summer. Yu Xiaohan hired the photographer from Hong Kong Island, saying he wanted to take some photos for a family calendar. Yu Meiru also has a set.
Yu Meiru took a look and her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't say anything. She turned around and left Yu Xiaohan's bedroom.
"Yuanyuan, don't you think my dad is weird? Guohui, the kids, and I are all right next door. He misses us and can see us just by walking a few steps, but why is he holding our photos and looking at them non-stop? And even crying? Yuanyuan, do you think my dad has some terminal illness?"
"It's bad, it's bad. My dad must have some terminal illness. He's crying while looking at our photos. Is this a sign that he can't bear to leave us?" After Yu Meiru returned to the living room, she kept talking non-stop, and kept chattering to Zhou Yuanyuan.
"Aunt-in-law, try this shrimp dumpling. Auntie Wu's cooking skills are getting better and better." Zhou Yuanyuan finally had time to speak after swallowing a mouthful of food. Of course, Zhou Yuanyuan's hands were not idle either. She stuffed a shrimp dumpling that she thought was the best into Yu Meiru's mouth.
If there is anything, Yu Xiaohan can just come downstairs and ask directly. Yu Meiru is here jumping up and down and making random guesses, wasting time and energy. In Zhou Yuanyuan's opinion, it would be better for her to eat a few more plates of snacks.
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