Thanks from the An Shi Family

After changing into indoor slippers, Ye Shuang followed closely beside Anshi Yi, and the two walked deeper into the building. A faint fragrance emanated from the young woman, seemingly a unique floral scent.

"You said An Shiyu was crying... That shouldn't be possible, right? That sort of thing," Ye Shuang said as he walked beside Anshi Yi. After all, he didn't quite believe that An Shiyu would cry over something like this.

"Oh?" Anshi Yi swayed slightly beside him, a half-smile on her face.

After passing through a wooden corridor, Anshi Yi turned a corner and walked through an open wooden sliding door. The moment Ye Shuang stepped inside, he noticed seven or eight pairs of eyes sweeping over him simultaneously. It was a place resembling a reception room, where a group of people sat around a table, kneeling on cushions.

On the wall hung a massive calligraphy scroll with the character for Quiet.

An Shiyu was also sitting among the group. Her nose was slightly red, and she just sat there quietly holding a teacup. When Ye Shuang appeared, her gaze turned toward him.

Judgment.

A tribunal.

That was Ye Shuang's immediate feeling. If he hadn't remembered that he was here as a guest, the current atmosphere felt as if they were going to tie him up and roast him over a fire.

Wait...

Did she really cry?

Seeing An Shiyu's reddened nose tip, Ye Shuang inexplicably started to feel guilty. But in the very next second, An Shiyu took out a tissue, blew her nose, and expressionlessly tossed the crumpled paper into the trash can.

"Mr. Ye, please sit," the leader of the group, an old lady, said. She appeared quite short in stature, but possessed an indescribable aura of authority.

Anshi Yilang was sitting beside the old lady. Judging solely from their seating arrangement, it seemed the old man's status in the family was lower than hers.

An Shiyu's grandmother?

No, from what Ye Shuang knew, Anshi Yilang's wife had already passed away.

"I am Anshi Haruko," the old lady spoke slowly. "Mr. Ye, it seems you are a bit late."

"The scenery here is quite nice, so I got slightly delayed," Ye Shuang could only say. After all, he was the one who missed the appointment first, making him feel embarrassed, so he had to play along with the excuse.

"We clearly agreed you were coming over as a guest," An Shiyu finally spoke up at this moment.

"Weren't you worried that the hosts might have prepared a whole table of dishes early on, and then the entire family had to wait for you at mealtime before they could eat?"

"I'm sorry... for wasting the delicious food you prepared." Hearing An Shiyu say this, Ye Shuang felt even more guilty.

I was having so much fun all day that I completely forgot about this. I'm really awful.

I let down everyone's sincere efforts.

At this time, Anshi Yi, who was sitting beside Ye Shuang, suddenly spoke up.

"Eh? Didn't everyone go out for barbecue tonight? We didn't prepare any dishes."

Ye Shuang: "..."

With that one sentence, Ye Shuang froze for a moment and shifted his gaze toward the old lady.

Anshi Haruko picked up her teacup and took a sip, while the other people pretended not to have heard anything.

"Let's drink tea first. Mr. Ye, please." A cup of tea was pushed in front of Ye Shuang.

The corner of Ye Shuang's mouth twitched.

Did they just brush over that?

However, Ye Shuang still politely picked up the teacup. As he took a sip, he didn't forget to glance over at An Shiyu.

"The dishes..."

An Shiyu turned her body sideways to avoid meeting Ye Shuang's eyes, showing dotted eyes and clicking her tongue.

"Mr. Ye, what do you do for a living?" the old lady suddenly asked.

Hearing her voice, Ye Shuang quickly replied, "I work as a school doctor at Yinshan Academy, and at the same time, I serve as a vice president at a corporate enterprise."

"Hmm, your capabilities are outstanding." After saying this, the old lady fell silent.

Seeing the old lady's eyes suddenly lower, Ye Shuang was taken aback. He shouldn't have said anything weird, right?

Was she unhappy about something?

Ye Shuang had no choice but to summon his system window.

[Character: Anshi Haruko

An Shiyu's great-aunt, the person in power in the Anshi family. Her favorite hobby is watching mindless short videos on TK. Currently looking at a cheat sheet because she forgot her lines.]

Ye Shuang: "..."

Following the old lady's line of sight, he indeed noticed that she was looking at something.

Originally, Ye Shuang thought the old lady had lowered her eyes because she was displeased. Now, after learning this information, he couldn't help but feel a bizarre sensation.

As expected, everyone in the Anshi family was a bit indescribably weird, weren't they?

"Mr. Ye, how many people are in your family?" At this moment, Anshi Haruko finally looked up to ask, still maintaining that unhurried demeanor.

"I... well, my parents have passed away due to certain reasons," Ye Shuang said.

"I heard that my great-grandfather originally eloped, so we don't actually have any relatives either."

"Oh."

Ye Shuang suddenly smiled. "Even so, I now have people who are like family to me."

"What do you think of our Little Yu?" Anshi Haruko suddenly asked at this moment.

Ye Shuang froze for a moment, suddenly realizing where that weird feeling was coming from—

Why did this feel like a blind date setup?

"Um, well..." Ye Shuang instinctively wanted to say something, but he noticed Anshi Yilang's restless, eager appearance.

The next second would probably be something like, What? Could it be that our Little Yu...

"Although she can be quite a maverick at times, she is undoubtedly a good kid, a very cute girl," Ye Shuang said.

An Shiyu: "..."

"Why are you suddenly saying this?" The young woman's earlobes flushed red, but she just put on an uncaring facade.

"Aww, you're blushing," Anshi Yi immediately leaned over.

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Anshi Haruko fumbled under the table for a few seconds before pulling out a piece of paper.

"Thank you for your evaluation of our Little Yu. I will give this gift to you."

"This is..." Ye Shuang looked at the text on the form and raised his head in confusion.

Anshi Haruko said slowly, "This is a tourist voucher. You can enjoy many local services during your trip. You will definitely need this since you came all the way here."

"So it's a voucher, thank you..." After picking up the form and looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Ye Shuang suddenly pointed at the font of the title.

"Um, although I can't completely read these characters, this is a marriage registration form, isn't it?"

"No. Although the writing here is similar to Chinese, the meanings are mostly different. This means voucher," Anshi Haruko looked away but still insisted.

"I've never heard of marriage and consumption having the same meaning." Ye Shuang was rendered speechless. Did this old lady take him for a fool?

"Oh, sorry, sorry. I took out the wrong one." Anshi Haruko took the paper back.

Soon, she had a servant bring over a new piece of paper.

Ye Shuang took a look and found the title read Voucher.

Ye Shuang: "..."

He expressionlessly scratched at it with his finger, and the word Voucher on the title was peeled off, revealing the words Marriage Registration underneath.

"Are you guys... taking me for a fool?"

"Tsk." Anshi Haruko looked away.