71: Chapter 71 Accidentally Entering the Imperial Family: The True Noble Male Supporting Character 32

"Who is it?"

Mother Lin muttered, filled with confusion.

Then, the courtyard gate was pulled open. Standing outside was a young man carrying bags full of items, smiling gently.

Mother Lin did not recognize him.

"Hello, Auntie, I am Qiao Chuxia's friend."

Xiaxia still has friends in Rong City?

Mother Lin felt a bit strange and couldn't help but turn back and call into the house:

"Xiaxia, come out for a moment, someone says your friend is here!"

"My friend?"

Qiao Chuxia was busy devouring her food and was stunned upon hearing this.

She simply walked out while holding her rice bowl, mumbling indistinctly.

"Who is it..."

Her casual steps came to an abrupt halt the moment her gaze crossed her mother and she saw the scene outside the courtyard gate.

There, outside the courtyard gate, stood a familiar, tall, and straight figure, his face filled with smiles.

Compared to usual, the man's temperament was gentle and mild, making him appear more approachable.

There was a trace of fatigue between his brows, showing he had traveled a long way.

It was Meng Zhu.

The Meng Zhu who had said on the phone, "It will take some time before I can return."

Qiao Chuxia froze, her mind went blank, and all sounds and images turned into slow motion.

She just stood there foolishly, still holding that white porcelain rice bowl in her hand, forgetting to wipe the rice grain from the corner of her mouth.

[Wuhu, takeoff!!!]

[He's here! He's here! He is stepping on colorful auspicious clouds... No, he has traveled through the stars and moon to get here!]

[So this is the gift you were talking about? You guys are really good at keeping secrets!]

[We just accidentally checked on Meng Zhu and found out he was on a plane.]

[Compared to that, Qiao Chuxia is stunned, hahahaha! She's still holding her rice bowl; it's too cute!]

The comment section was boiling in the courtyard, as lively as the New Year.

It took a long time for Qiao Chuxia to come back to her senses.

"General... Meng Zhu?"

"Mm, it's me!"

The man's response was clear and firm.

"Oh, look at me, come in quickly!"

Mother Lin looked at Qiao Chuxia's stunned expression, then looked at the extraordinary man outside the gate. Her heart instantly became clear as a mirror, and her face was immediately filled with a warm smile.

"Didn't you say it would take some time?"

While walking towards the inner room, Qiao Chuxia leaned in closer.

"The plane leaves tomorrow morning."

Just coming back for one day to celebrate her birthday?

Qiao Chuxia's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes darted around.

"Oh."

She responded softly and hurriedly ran into the inner room with a "thump, thump, thump."

Father Lin also walked out of the inner room at this time, greeting him warmly:

"Come in and sit down!"

"Thank you, Uncle, sorry for the intrusion."

Meng Zhu's voice was gentle and polite; there was no trace of the aura of a superior left.

An extra set of bowls and chopsticks was added to the dining table.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.

The person who was just devouring her food was now eating slowly and delicately, as if doing embroidery.

Qiao Chuxia's mood at this moment was like bubbling soda water.

She tried hard to pretend to be calm, but her reddened earlobes and the corners of her mouth that wouldn't stop curling up...

And those eyes that kept stealing glances at the person beside her had long since betrayed the joy in her heart completely.

Lowering her head to poke at the rice in her bowl, she felt her cheeks were hot enough to fry an egg.

Who were Father Lin and Mother Lin?

They were people of the older generation who had been through it all; they exchanged a glance and immediately knew what was going on.

"Xiaxia, aren't you going to introduce him?"

"Ah? Oh, Mom, Dad, this is Meng Zhu, he is my friend."

"Meng Zhu? What a nice name."

Mother Lin's smile never stopped, and she began to enthusiastically serve him food.

"Does Little Meng live in Rong City?"

"No, Auntie, I live in Baijin City."

Meng Zhu answered with a smile.

Qiao Chuxia's body suddenly stiffened, and she buried her head even lower.

Mother Lin smiled knowingly.

Sure enough, she was already certain that the two of them definitely had a story in Baijin City and that their relationship was not ordinary.

[Haha, can't hide it, absolutely can't hide it.]

[When a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the more satisfied she is!]

[Qiao Chuxia: Stop asking, stop asking, I'm about to die of embarrassment...]

"Why is your face so red?"

Meng Zhu looked at the comments and couldn't help but tease Qiao Chuxia.

Qiao Chuxia was startled and quickly covered her face with both hands. When she looked up, she met Father Lin and Mother Lin's amused gazes.

"No, I'm a little drunk."

Meng Zhu chuckled.

"You are drinking fruit juice."

Qiao Chuxia looked down at the orange juice in front of her, feeling like her head might be smoking.

At this moment, Father Lin suppressed the corner of his mouth and helped Qiao Chuxia out of the situation.

"Little Meng, have a drink with me. Looking at your temperament, you don't seem like an ordinary person."

He poured a glass of wine for Meng Zhu, who hurriedly took it.

"Uncle, you flatter me. I just do a little business, nothing worth mentioning."

"Pfft~ Cough... cough, cough..."

Qiao Chuxia suddenly clutched her chest and coughed uncontrollably.

"Child, what's wrong?"

Mother Lin asked with concern, and Qiao Chuxia waved her hand repeatedly.

"No... nothing, Mom, I'm fine."

After saying this, she lowered her head again and took a big gulp of fruit juice.

Father Lin didn't pay much attention to that, instead, he kept looking at Meng Zhu.

This young man was handsome, calm, and polite; the more he looked at him, the more pleased he was.

For the rest of the meal, Qiao Chuxia rarely spoke.

It was unclear if she was just too shy or too busy secretly enjoying herself.

Since their daughter didn't say he was her boyfriend, the old couple didn't ask any more questions, though the smiles in their eyes grew deeper.

...

After the meal, Mother Lin busily cleared the bowls and chopsticks while shooing Qiao Chuxia away.

"Xiaxia, this is Little Meng's first time here, how can we neglect him? Go keep him company in the courtyard and talk. Your father and I can clean up here; you don't need to help."

Father Lin also chimed in from the side:

"Yes, yes, you young people should chat more, go on."

Although Qiao Chuxia's cheeks were red, she didn't refute and obediently agreed softly.

In the autumn night of Rong City, the wind carried wisps of chill.

The two walked in the courtyard; the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Just as they reached a tree, a cold wind blew, and Qiao Chuxia couldn't help but shrink her neck.

The next second, a jacket carrying a familiar body temperature and a woody, cold fragrance was draped over her shoulders.

"So cliché, it's like a scene from a CEO romance novel."

Meng Zhu chuckled.

"When you are cold, do you hope the person beside you gives you his jacket, or do you hope he pulls you into his embrace?"

"I'll take the jacket!"

Qiao Chuxia pulled on the jacket, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Meng Zhu, I am very happy today, super happy."

"Because you reunited with your parents?"

He asked in a low voice, his tone magnetic and gentle in the night.

Qiao Chuxia raised her head, meeting his deep eyes.

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness she hadn't even realized:

"Yes, the reunion is the best birthday gift I received today, both reunions are!"

Moonlight passed through the branches and leaves, sprinkling finely onto her fair face. Her sparkling eyes reflected his figure, filling them completely.

[I see pink bubbles!]

[Everyone shut up, be quiet and don't talk. I have a hunch that something big is coming.]

The comments fell silent. A strange feeling made them feel that tonight was destined to be unforgettable.

Meng Zhu glanced at the comments; actually, he had the same feeling.

The girl in front of him seemed to have suddenly become brave.

At this moment, she was completely unguarded, her eyes full of Meng Zhu, her delicate appearance extremely cute.

He had been determined to cultivate her, but Meng Zhu only realized at this moment that she was still just a twenty-year-old girl.

His heart felt like it had been brushed by a feather, softening completely.

Meng Zhu chuckled, raised his hand, and ruffled her soft black hair:

"Happy birthday!"