East China Sea, Baifu.

Tonight, the Bai family compound, which should have been turned off at this time, was still brightly lit in the middle of the night.

You should know that as a wealthy family, the Bai family has always been very strict.

The work and rest time is also extremely regular.

But now, there are busy figures everywhere.

And Mr. Bai Jinglong and Bai, who live in seclusion on weekdays.

At this time, he actually stood on the road outside the Bai Mansion Gate and kept looking at the end of the southern intersection.

There was a clear look of expectation on his face, as if he was waiting for someone.

The flesh on the old face was piled up together, full of joy.

"Bai Kang, what's going on? How long will it take for Meng Han to arrive?"

After rubbing his hands that were a little cold because of the long standing, Old Master Bai asked Bai Kang on the side.

His eyes remained fixed on the end of the road.

"You asked this question a few minutes ago."

Bai Kang smiled helplessly, and his joy on his face could not be concealed.

"Miss Menghan will get home for about half an hour. It's so late, sir, please go back to your room to rest."

"Just kidding, it's still early, what are you going to rest?"

Old Mr. Bai raised his chest and smiled vigorously.

"Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, Meng Han has left home for more than a year. I don't know if this child has gained weight or lost weight..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the side further outside the door.

"Look, Menghan's parents are more anxious than me. The couple privately complained to me, saying that I shouldn't have sent Menghan to such a faraway place to learn the art. Alas, how can they understand my hard work?"

The old man shook his head and sighed deeply.

"Master, they will sooner or later understand your hard work, and you are also thinking about our Bai family."

Bai Kang, who was beside him, whispered to comfort him.

While talking, several galloping figures suddenly appeared at the end of the road.

The old man's eyes lit up and he looked anxiously at many figures that appeared earlier than expected.

They were extremely fast, and they left behind shadows under the street lights while running.

Behind him, white waves of air were stirred up.

There were sharp sounds in the air.

"Dad, mom..."

The silver bell-like screams, from far to near.

The sound is clear, like the wind shattering jade, and water hits ice.

Hearing this familiar voice, a middle-aged couple standing by the roadside in front of the door, tears immediately filled their eyes.

"Menghan..."

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but sob and shout.

call!

A hurricane passed by, and the person came back home like a suckling swallow, throwing himself into the arms of a middle-aged woman.

Several other figures also paused suddenly.

I saw a girl dressed in white and dressed in ancient costume holding a middle-aged woman and sobbing in a low voice.

Several men and women in ancient costumes behind them were wearing long swords on their backs and looked at the opposite side with a smile.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai quickly met him.

"I am Meng Han's grandfather. Several of you came from afar to escort Meng Han all the way. Please enter the mansion and take a rest."

The old man clasped his fists and greeted him very politely.

Hearing this, a man in ancient costume in the lead bowed and bowed: "We are the same junior sister Menghan, and we should do this."

Then, the group greeted each other in turn.

After a few words of politeness to each other, Mr. Bai led the way in front and led a few people into the Bai family compound.

Inside, there were servants who prepared everything.

Because it was getting late, the men and women were arranged to rest in the guest room.

Bai Menghan, who returned home, was always irritated with her parents.

I haven't seen each other for more than a year, and I have accumulated too much longing in my heart.

...

After entering the inner house, Bai Menghan and her parents came to the living room.

Mr. Bai pretended to be calm and sat upright on his head.

But his eyes were always around his granddaughter.

Although he tried his best to keep calm, his face still showed an unconcealed smile.

The old man looked at his granddaughter carefully, his eyes full of doting.

At this time, Bai Menghan was wearing a white dress, like a mysterious woman from the Nine Heavens descending to earth.

Zhong Ling is elegant, cold and noble, and beautiful as spring flowers and rising sun.

There is a light and aura on his elegant and elegant face.

Compared with the young little girl in the past, Bai Menghan now has a unique temperament of noble and reserved style in her every move.

The breath is elegant and the cool charm is impressive.

A terrifying sharpness was emitted inadvertently in the clear eyes.

The little girl expressed her longing with her parents. After a while, she turned her head mischievously and looked at her grandfather.

Then, Man walked closer.

"Hmph, grandpa, don't you want Menghan at all?"

The pouted mouth outlines a delicate charm.

"Haha, nonsense, why don't grandpa miss you?"

Mr. Bai smiled and said dotingly.

He raised his hand and gently stroked his granddaughter's hair.

"Menghan, you have lost weight, you are even thinner than before..."

The old man stared at his granddaughter and sighed softly.

...

Baifu Courtyard, in the guest room.

Several men and women in ancient costumes did not rest immediately.

On the huge Eight Immortals table, there were late-night snacks sent by the servants.

However, they just tasted it briefly, picked up a few chopsticks and stopped eating.

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhuo, I heard that this time you were asked to escort Junior Sister Menghan, the elders of the master sect meant to match you."

A man held a cup of lotus seed soup in his hand and laughed softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him said, "Senior Brother Zhuo is the best among our generation of disciples. He is a match made by the best sister Menghan and his talented and beautiful sister. We are here to wish the beauty he has embraced in advance."

As the joking sound rang, the man in ancient costume who was led by the previous one smiled faintly.

"Don't talk nonsense. This time I escorted her down the mountain. It's just a friendship between classmates. Don't be off-the-scenes. What's more, Junior Sister Menghan may not mean what it means."

Hearing this, several fellow disciples next to him cheered: "Senior Brother Zhuo, don't be polite. Who doesn't know that you are the leader of our generation of disciples? Apart from you, who else can be worthy of Junior Sister Menghan."

"Menghan's junior sister Zhong Lingminxiu, she looks like Zhilan. Only senior brother, can you be worthy of such a beauty. This time, senior brother, you must perform well..."

Amid the messy cheering, a young woman in ancient costume suddenly frowned and said slowly: "Senior Brother Zhuo, this time I send Junior Sister Menghan down the mountain, you have someone to be careful."

"I have always had a good time with Junior Sister Menghan. I accidentally learned that she often missed a man named Lin Yu, and she once made a special painting to observe day and night..."

Hearing these words, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet.

Especially the Senior Brother Zhuo, his smile was frozen on his face, and a trace of cold light appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, he cared about this matter very much.

"Men from the outside world? Haha, how can these ordinary people from the outside world compare with Senior Brother Zhuo? Junior Sister Meng Han has not entered the sect before, and perhaps it is because of the girlish nature, how can she take it seriously?"
To be continued...