Chapter 3 Return to the Old House
The two came out of the hospital. The weather was cold and snow was everywhere. Patients were hurrying in and out of the hospital.
"Going back to the old house directly?"
A low and mellow voice came from beside her ear. She lowered her eyes and flashed a little, and responded crisply.
It was almost eleven o'clock now. It would take about an hour to get to the old house from the hospital, and it would arrive before twelve o'clock.
When the car passed the traffic light, Su Xi glanced casually and saw a car passing by in the lane in front of her. A familiar figure was sitting in the back seat.
How could he be in country Z?
Then she took out her mobile phone from her exquisite little bag and tapped her white fingertips up and down to send a message, as if confirming something.
While waiting for a reply, the car passed through the traffic and arrived at the He family's old house smoothly.
The He Family in Kyoto is located in a villa area on the hillside of the suburbs of Beijing. The air quality here is excellent, the scenery is beautiful and the privacy is excellent. It is a Feng Shui treasure land for aristocratic families to live in, and it is in short supply
. The old man of the He Family, He Zhenyun, is the head of the He Family in the previous generation. He is ruthless and strict in his conduct. He led the century-old He Family to a higher level. He is a well-known figure in the wealthy family in Beijing. He has two sons and one daughter.
His eldest son, He Shaoping, is the current head of the He Family and the father of He Yichuan. He Yichuan is the eldest son, and later gave birth to He Yilang and He Xiaoan. The brother and sister are fraternal twins, only 21 years old, both studying at Peking University, four years younger than He Yichuan.
They are cheerful, lively and active, which is completely different from He Yichuan's personality.
He Yichuan is serious by nature, stern and taciturn, and has a calm and serious style. The brother and sister are a little afraid of him, so Mrs. He often asks He Yichuan to discipline them.
Su Xi followed He Yichuan back to the old house. The doors were all opened. The servant at the door saw the two people coming from a distance, and immediately turned back to the hall to inform everyone.
"Madam, Miss, the young master is back."
"Back?"
Madam He was sitting on the sofa with an elegant and dignified posture, talking to He Xiaoan. When she heard the servant's report, she stood up and walked towards the door in surprise. As
soon as the two arrived at the main door of the main house, they looked up and saw her coming out. He Yichuan's voice was cold, with a slight arc in his thin lips. He strode forward and shouted, "Mom."
Su Xi smiled and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and then politely said to the person opposite: "Auntie, long time no see."
Su Xi came here once before getting the marriage certificate, and never came to the old house again.
He Yichuan is strong and handsome, with a straight nose. In terms of appearance alone, he is definitely the best in this circle of aristocratic families. His face is mostly like that of Mrs. He, and the similarity is evident between their eyebrows and eyes.
Mrs. He is wearing a plain cheongsam, elegant and graceful, with a calm and elegant pace. She nodded to Su Xi in a gentle manner, "Xiaoxi, come in quickly." She
was slightly surprised in her heart, because she didn't expect that she would come here. She had very complicated feelings towards Su Xi.
Half a year ago, Mr. He suddenly proposed that He Yichuan and Su Xi get married, an orphan who came from nowhere and whose origins were unknown. For such a person, I thought my husband would not agree, but as a result, people who always respect children happily nodded in approval of such an outrageous thing.
As a mother who dotes on her son, Mrs. He doesn't know how to comfort herself. Her excellent son's marriage is so casual. It's not the person he likes, nor is it a marriage of equal status. He has never even met her. It's just the request of the elders.
Since He Yichuan retired from the army and took over the family business, Mrs. He began to consider his marriage. She secretly watched the outstanding daughters of various families and had her own standards for the future daughter-in-law.
Her ideal daughter-in-law, the future mistress of the He family, does not have to be well-educated, gentle and beautiful, or a strong woman with good manners, but must be someone her son likes and can support each other, rather than a chaotic and unfamiliar marriage.
Because of this, Mrs. He rarely took the initiative to interact with her, and naturally never mentioned the matter of asking Su Xi to change her mind. He Yilang, He Xiaoan and Su Xi were even less familiar with each other. They were just acquaintances.
Su Xi had been wandering around since she was young. She was good at observing people's words and expressions and was very careful. She knew that she had a grudge and kept calling her uncle and aunt.
Moreover, she and He Yichuan had signed an agreement. In the man's mind, their marriage was only temporary and they might break up one day. Therefore, he never cared about her address.
He Xiaoan wore a white long dress with various patterns on the hem, which exuded a lively and fresh breath.
She lagged a few steps behind Madam He and was a little surprised to see Su Xi, but she was in a bad mood at the moment and just called softly, "Brother, Sister Xixi."
He Yichuan's dark eyes fell on He Xiaoan. Her eyes were slightly wet, and the tip of her beautiful and small nose was red. She looked depressed. He looked a little unhappy, pursed his lips and nodded.
Su Xi observed silently and responded with a smile, "Xiaoan."
Madam He asked them to go inside while arranging for the servants to go downstairs to prepare the meal. At this moment, a voice came from the corner of the second floor, "Brother, you are back!"
Master He, He Shaoping, the head of the He family, and He Yichuan's younger brother He Yilang walked down from the second floor.
Grandpa He is already 80 years old, but he is full of energy. He is wearing a long Tang-style robe and has a strong aura. He Shaoping and He Yilang followed closely behind him.
"Grandpa, Dad." "Grandpa He, Uncle." The two looked up and saw them coming downstairs, and took the initiative to greet them.
He Yilang's handsome face was chiseled, his hair was slightly messy, and he was wearing casual clothes and black trousers. Compared to He Yichuan, he was a bit more youthful and unruly. His bright black eyes turned back and forth, and when he saw Su Xi next to his eldest brother
, he took the initiative to shout: "Sister Xixi."
She elegantly poured a cup of tea for Su Xi and took the initiative to say hello: "You haven't eaten yet?"
Su Xi took it with both hands, twisted the tea cup with her fingers and took a sip, then put it on the table and replied: "Not yet."
"That's perfect. Let's try Aunt Wu's cooking. Today I asked her to make Xiaochuan's favorite stuffed meatballs. He has been eating them since he was a child."
"Okay, I'll try it."
Su Xi responded gently, and glanced at He Xiaoan who was sitting alone on the other side of the sofa. "It's been a long time since I last saw you. Xiaoan is beautiful again."
"Thank you, Sister Xixi. Sister Xixi is also very beautiful." He Xiaoan had slightly curly long hair, a delicate and small face, fair and flawless skin, a pair of bright almond eyes with watery light, and the red corners of her eyes made her look particularly attractive.
The women were sitting on the sofa and chatting, and the men of the He family were also sitting on the sandalwood chairs next to the tea table and talking.