C62

On the outskirts of the city, Tang YiJue and Fu Xingchen had no idea that Jiangcheng was being invaded by rumors and rumors.

An old residence that had a grand and grand atmosphere was standing right in front of him. Fu Xingchen finally felt a little nervous as he saw his husband's family members in the old residence.

She looked at the big and small bags of gifts in her hands, feeling indescribably nervous in her heart. When she went to the Mu Chen Manor, it was her own territory after all.

"Will what we bring not be what they want? Could it be less? "

Seeing her in such a state, Tang YiJue couldn't help but laugh, "It's fine, as long as you're a person, then it's enough."

With that, he waved the gift in his hand consolingly.

Fu Xingchen was still worried. "Don't lie to me."

Tang Yijue had never known that this girl's mind could collapse. He reached out and took her hand, then pulled it back a bit. "Why would I lie to you?" If I lie to you, I'll lose my own face. "

Fu Xingchen looked at him doubtfully. However, Tang Yijue's lips curved up into a smile as he said lightly, "Follow me."

There was a strange power in his voice. She looked at the two of them as they clasped their hands, and all the nervousness in her heart disappeared.

"Yes."

Tang Yijue smiled at her. It was rare to see her so helpless.

As soon as the two arrived at the door, the servants who had been waiting for a long time came forward respectfully.

"Young Master, Young Madam."

Tang Yijue gave Fu Xingchen a meaningful glance. The two of them passed the things in their hands to the servants before bringing Fu Xingchen inside.

The people inside had long heard the commotion outside and when the couple arrived at the entrance of the hall, Tang Zhong's deep and aged voice came out.

"You brat, you've finally come."

There was joy in his voice.

Hearing Tang Zhong's voice, Fu Xingchen felt much more at ease. After all, he had seen his elder and knew that Tang Zhong loved him benevolently.

The two of them entered the hall and saw Fu Mo and his wife, as well as the old Tang Zhong and a noble and elegant woman. Fu Xingchen could tell from one look that this person was Tang Yijie's mother, Wen Na, because she looked quite similar to Tang Yijie.

"There was some delay on the way." Tang Yijue explained.

Tang Zhongde's gaze was focused on Fu Xingchen, as if he didn't hear Tang Yijue's words. His eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"Stardust, thank you for your hard work on this journey."

Fu Xingchen's beautiful face was slightly flushed. She looked at Tang YiJue, who was standing at his side. Seeing that he had a straight back and an extraordinarily handsome face, he did not seem to be in any way involved, she could only smile and say, "Grandpa, good."

"Good, good, good." Tang Zhong's face was gratified as he looked at the people behind him, smiling as he said with a kind expression, "Come quickly, let's recognize him."

Hearing this, the couple looked at each other and smiled before walking towards the crowd.

Tang Yijue brought Fu Xingchen toward WenNa. He gave her a glance and said concisely, "This is mother."

Fu Xingchen smiled at her. "Mom."

Unbeknownst to her expression, the passage of time had not left much of an effect on her face. She didn't seem to be in her forties.

She sized up Fu Xingchen with a slight trace of surprise in her eyes. "Mm, alright."

Hearing WenNa's words, Tang Yijue slightly frowned. His eyes contained a hint of coldness. He looked at Fu Xingchen, who didn't seem to be affected at all, and then embraced her as he walked towards Fu Xingchen's parents.

When he entered the old mansion and saw his parents, Fu Xingchen had always tried his best to ignore their existence. At this moment, he was looking at the two of them and his heart was actually still in turmoil.

Tang Yijue grasped her hand and turned to look at Fu Mo and Bai Jinshu. A strange look flashed across his beautiful face, but it only lasted for a split-second. "Dad, Mom."