The crowd in the hall dispersed quickly, within just half an hour.

No one dared to trouble Si Hua and her husband while Bai Yan and Si Mei were away.

Thus, He Ju and Si Hua knelt for an hour until finally, a servant sneaked over: “Miss, Young Master, the Master summons you to the study.”

Si Hua’s eyes lit up instantly: “Okay, Aunt Liu, please get some people to move the things from the trunk to my parents’ courtyard.”

Aunt Liu smiled: “Alright, Miss, please get up. The Madam has been missing you.”

He Ju and Si Hua immediately got up, and Si Hua hurriedly pulled He Ju onto the nearby sightseeing car.

He Ju: “Aren’t we walking over?”

Si Hua: “It’s too far. It would be daylight by the time we walk there. The old house has its rules; cars can’t enter, so we can only take this.”

He Ju was somewhat shocked. He hadn’t seen the full extent of this old house?

After about forty minutes on the sightseeing car, when He Ju thought they were about to arrive, Si Hua said: “There’s a bit more to go. We’ll have to walk from here.”

He Ju got off the car with Si Hua and then squatted in front of her: “Hop on, I’ll carry you.”

Si Hua’s face turned red: “I… I can walk on my own.”

He Ju: “You’ve been kneeling for an hour. Even though you haven’t said anything, your knees must be suffering. Come on, get on my back, don’t delay meeting your parents.”

So, Si Hua climbed onto He Ju’s back.

He Ju felt very reassured, no matter what lay ahead, be it a mountain of swords or a sea of flames, he had to fight through it for Si Hua.

With the wind by his ears, Si Hua wrapped her arms around He Ju’s neck and whispered softly: “Thank you, Husband. Once all this messy business is over, I’ll make it up to you, okay?”

These words made He Ju’s body heat up. His alluring sister sure knew how to flirt with him.

He Ju patted Si Hua’s bottom and then quickened his pace, his voice hoarse: “You said it, don’t beg for mercy later.”

Si Hua was both happy and shy: “I won’t.”

But then…

Si Hua spoke again, her voice still soft and sweet: “Sometimes you’re quite rough. Can you be gentler next time?”

He Ju immediately laughed: “I’d like to, but I can’t control myself, Wife…”

He Ju’s hands became a bit naughty.

Si Hua stopped talking, feeling that if she continued, they might not make it to the study tonight.

Soon, Si Hua led He Ju through twists and turns, taking more than ten minutes to arrive.

He Ju was numb with shock. So even without setting roots in City A, one could own such a luxurious old house, and all in traditional Chinese architecture.

Si Hua, however, didn’t care about these things, suddenly asking him: “We’ve dodged those people tonight, but tomorrow is uncertain. He Ju, are you scared?”

He Ju was just shocked by the Bai family’s wealth and understood why the Bai family eyed Si Hua like prey, but scared…

How could He Ju be scared?

He Ju just smiled, put Si Hua down, and took her small hand: “Not scared.”

And so, the couple exchanged smiles and knocked on the door.

Bai Yan: “Come in!”

Si Hua and He Ju entered, Si Hua feeling a bit nervous, thinking her father would angrily scold her and He Ju. But as soon as they opened the door, they saw Bai Yan lying on a lounge chair, wailing, while a doctor was applying medicine to his knee.

Si Mei appeared in front of Si Hua and He Ju, startling He Ju.

Si Hua: “This is my Mom.”

He Ju suddenly came back to his senses. What? This… is Si Hua’s mother?

With her hot figure and youthful face? She could pass for Si Hua’s sister, and He Ju found it hard to call her Mom.

But Si Mei was much more forward than He Ju, taking him for a spin and nodding in satisfaction: “Not bad at all, the young man is handsome and well-proportioned, even better than your father back in the day. You’re lucky, daughter!”

Si Hua’s heavy heart instantly relaxed: “Mom, can you be serious for a moment?”

Si Mei: “How am I not serious? I am very serious, okay?”

At that moment, Bai Yan also came over and pulled Si Mei into his arms: “Can you change that hyperactive personality of yours?”

Si Mei: “Humph, no! Who made you marry me? Deal with it…”

Bai Yan was helpless and could only shake his head, then turned to Si Hua and He Ju: “Since you’re here, come in.”

Si Hua and He Ju simultaneously called out: “Dad.”

Then, Si Mei looked at He Ju: “Call me Mom.”

He Ju was about to call out when Bai Yan’s wailing interrupted: “Mom! Mommy! It hurts!! Come look at this!”

And with that, Si Mei ran off.

He Ju’s “Mom” got stuck in his throat.

Bai Yan glanced at He Ju: “Is it a bit hard to say ‘Mom’?”

He Ju awkwardly smiled: “No… not really.”

Si Hua: “Dad…”

Bai Yan finally turned his gaze to Si Hua: “Do you still see me as your father?”

Si Hua awkwardly smiled: “Of course, you’re my dearest Dad.”

Bai Yan snorted: “Don’t pull that trick, don’t call me Dad. Should I call you two ‘Brother’ instead?”

He Ju quickly waved his hands: “That’s not appropriate…”

Although in bed, he had coaxed Si Hua into calling him…

Si Hua didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Bai Yan turned and walked inside, He Ju and Si Hua exchanged glances and hurriedly followed: “The whole family knows you’re married, and I’m the last to find out. Si Hua, have you grown wings? Daring to conspire with your mother to deceive me?”

Si Hua opened her mouth, about to explain, when Si Mei’s voice cut in: “Oh, come on, stop yelling. I stole the household registration book.”

Hearing this, He Ju instinctively looked at Si Hua, who immediately nodded.

Bai Yan’s face darkened: “You’re all the same, what’s there to say? Just calm down, will you!”

Si Mei wanted to retort, thinking: Wasn’t it my ways that hooked you thirty years ago? Aren’t you still madly in love with me? What’s wrong with my behavior, Husband? Don’t you like it? If so, I’ll tone it down…

But before she could perform, Bai Yan tugged at Si Mei’s sleeve: “Mommy, can you be quiet for a bit?”

Si Mei spread her hands: “Hush money.”

Bai Yan: “…” You really are my mother!

So, Bai Yan glanced at He Ju, might as well make a great sacrifice for a brother!

It was better to find a solution to this matter sooner.

Bai Yan tearfully transferred two thousand yuan, and then Si Mei stopped talking, quietly sitting there watching videos.

Bai Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and silently praised his son, appreciating that his son knew how to care for his father!