Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 595 Outwardly Strong but Inwardly Weak

The faint fragrance of forsythia floated in the air, intertwining with the light and shadow to form an invisible veil. The entire courtyard seemed to be under a spell of silence, with only the occasional bark of a dog in the distance, which only made the silence seem even more profound.

The four of them walked slowly through the courtyard, their light footsteps clearly audible. The closer they got to the window with the lamp, the more Zhan Mengyan felt a warm sense of being waited for, yet she also inexplicably became a little nervous.

Looking out the window, Zhan Mengyan saw steam still rising from the teacups on the octagonal table. Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng were holding pens, seemingly deep in thought. Zhan Yu was fast asleep on the kang (heated brick bed). The pendulum of the wall clock seemed to freeze at a certain moment, and even the dust motes remained still in the beam of light. The light seemed not to dispel the darkness, but rather to protect an undisturbed dream.

Zhan Mengyan took a deep breath outside the door and finally pushed it open. Warm light instantly enveloped her, shutting out the coolness of the evening breeze. This space, gently bathed in light, became the most peaceful haven in the world.

"Zhan Yue, you're here. Please sit down and have some tea. This is a hangover tea I prepared for my dad, and it's perfect for you. Mom, you went to see Auntie, right? Why are you only just getting back? I'm a little hungry."

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he touched his rumbling stomach.

"Isn't it said that 'attending a feast ensures a full meal'? You didn't eat anything at the banquet at Old Zhang's house at noon?"

As Yunqing spoke, she looked at Zhan Zixun with an incredulous expression.

"In that chaotic scene, I couldn't eat anything. I only drank some tea and ate a fried meatball. Before long, my dad was forced to drink too much, and I still had no appetite..."

When Zhan Zixun spoke, he seemed to have some unspeakable secret.

"Look, just as my mother said, Fourth Uncle is indeed fast asleep. Mengyan, I think you're safe tonight. I'll go home and report to Mom first. Zixun, I brought you sticky rice cakes. You didn't eat well for lunch and didn't eat dinner either, so the food must have gone bad. You should eat them quickly. You don't need to see me off. Let Mengyan see me off."

As Zhan Yue spoke, she smiled at Zhan Zixun, then took Zhan Mengyan's hand and walked outside.

"Zhan Zixun, I'm going home now. I'll talk to you again tomorrow."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he also walked towards the door.

"Where are you going? Come back here and have some sticky rice cakes with me. After we finish eating, we still have to do our homework. We just solved that solid geometry problem. I just glanced at it and saw that you did a great job drawing auxiliary lines."

While Zhan Zixun was speaking, he pulled Zhang Xincheng to sit down.

"Let's make it tomorrow. I came to your house after I had eaten, so I'm not hungry at all. You should eat quickly if you're hungry."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he broke free from Zhan Zixun's hand and walked out.

Zhang Xincheng had just reached the door when he ran into Zhan Mengyan and Zhan Yue chatting and laughing.

"I'm finally safe from this ordeal. I hope my dad wakes up and doesn't know that I ran away with Yingying."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she touched her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I thought you were so brave, but it turns out you're all bark and no bite. Don't bother seeing me off, go home now."

As Zhan Yue spoke, she pushed Zhan Mengyan back, nearly causing her to collide with Zhang Xincheng.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xincheng, I have to go now."

After Zhan Yue finished speaking, she ran off in a flash.

"Zhang Xincheng, why are you leaving? I still have an analytical geometry problem I wanted to ask you. Is there something urgent going on at home?"