CHAPTER 1057: 218 ZI CHOU YIN MAO THREE JOYS AT THE DOOR_3

Zhuang Xiyue felt utterly disgusted inside.

Yun Ya quietly lowered her head to eat, the Yan Family was more complicated than she had imagined.

Zhuang Xiyue set down her chopsticks and glanced at Yun Ya: "Yun Ya, this time, stay with me for a while, okay?"

Yun Ya nodded obediently: "I also want to spend more time with Aunt Zhuang."

Zhuang Xiyue, with a beaming smile, patted her head: "Auntie hasn’t loved you in vain."

"There’s something I need to tell you in advance, so you will be prepared." As soon as Zhuang Xiyue began speaking, Yun Ya had a hunch of what it was and couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the chopsticks.

"Tomorrow is the Old Master’s birthday banquet, and this year happens to be a full decade, so it will be a grand event. Ever since your uncle passed away, the Yan Family hasn’t been this lively. Since then, the Old Master’s health hasn’t been good, so at the birthday banquet, I want to announce your and Gege’s engagement, to make the Old Master happy. Also, take this opportunity to hold an engagement party, so you have a legitimate reason to stay by my side, what do you think?" She looked at Yun Ya expectantly as she finished speaking.

Yun Ya’s hands and feet were cold, suddenly unsure how to respond.

Yan Ke gazed at his nose and quietly said: "Mom, I...."

Zhuang Xiyue shot him a sharp glare: "It’s not your place to speak here."

Yan Ke quickly shrank back his neck.

"Aunt Zhuang, I...." Yun Ya clenched her fists, suddenly feeling an urge to confess everything, but she couldn’t take the risk... because she couldn’t afford to lose.

"Yun Ya, are you unwilling?"

"I’m sorry Aunt Zhuang, I’m not mentally prepared yet." Yun Ya said softly.

Though Zhuang Xiyue felt disappointed, she wouldn’t force her: "It’s okay, you’re still young, it’s just me being too impatient."

"The Young Master has returned." Aunt Lin’s delighted voice drifted from the door, Yun Ya’s hand trembled, and the next moment, Zhuang Xiyue had already stood up to greet him.

The usually poised and elegant lady, at this moment, was somewhat disorganized in her excitement.

"Ah Song...."

Seeing the tall man walking in, Zhuang Xiyue’s eyes involuntarily reddened, he had grown taller, darker, and stronger.

She smiled, but tears fell, both comforted and proud.

Her Ah Song was so outstanding, the pride of her and Nanmo, and the pride of the entire Yan Family.

Yan Song discreetly withdrew his gaze from that graceful figure, his usually stern brows softened, lips slightly curved, and he opened his arms to embrace Zhuang Xiyue.

"Mom, I’m back."

A son traveling thousands of miles, the mother worries, no matter how far he goes, his family is always at home eagerly waiting for his return.

At this moment, the heart that wandered for years finally settled down.

Yan Song lay on Zhuang Xiyue’s shoulder, revealing a childlike smile, tilted his head, and winked at Yun Ya.

Yun Ya was slightly dazed, seldom seeing Brother Yan relying on his mother like a child, somewhat endearing, Yun Ya smiled faintly and lowered her gaze slightly.

The Yan Family was filled with joy and laughter everywhere, a loving mother and filial son, making her eyes well up with tears.

"It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back. Have you eaten yet? Aunt Lin, quickly prepare a set of utensils." Zhuang Xiyue’s eyes lit up with joy, started bustling around, not a moment of rest.

Aunt Lin laughed: "Young Master, you don’t know, the madam mentioned you every day, afraid that you would suffer grievances outside."

The few people sat back at the dining table, and as luck would have it, Yan Song sat right across from Yun Ya.

Yun Ya softly called Brother Yan, hearing him respond with a faint hum, appearing aloof and serious, she silently griped to herself, then lowered her head to quietly eat.

"This time you’re back, you won’t be leaving, right?" Zhuang Xiyue personally put some dishes on his plate, seeing how his cheeks had thinned, she was deeply distressed.

"Hmm, this time I’m planning to transfer to the Capital City, being closer to home will also make it easier to take care of you." This ’you’ was somewhat ambiguous.

Zhuang Xiyue nodded with satisfaction: "Good, good, this is the best news mom has heard. It’s a pity your dad is working late and isn’t back, no, I have to call him and tell him this great news now." With that, she hurried away from the dining table, rushed into the living room to make a call.

Without a care in the world, Yan Song picked up a dish with his chopsticks and placed it into Yun Ya’s bowl, "Eat more."

Yun Ya secretly glared at him, indicating that he should restrain himself.

Yet Yan Song pretended not to see, maintaining his typically unsmiling demeanor.

Even though Zhuang Xiyue wasn’t present, Aunt Lin was there. As an astute person, she immediately noticed something unusual between these two.

The Young Master had always been proud since he was young, serving others food was indeed unlike him, but judging from their expressions, they appeared very natural, hopefully, she was overthinking it.