Chapter 876: She Is a Guest

He Xiyan was stunned, and the teacup in her hand shook, and the tea almost spilled on the carpet.

She bit her lip, and the smile on her lips could no longer be held back and became very awkward.

"Auntie, I..."

He Xiyan didn't know how to say it.

At this time, Yang Yun patted He Xiyan's shoulder and smiled, "It's okay, we have several rooms inside, you can just pick one to stay in."

He Xiyan:...

He Xiyan froze there, her face had become extremely ugly, she curled the corners of her lips, but she couldn't smile at all.

After a while, she nodded and said "thank you" awkwardly.

At this time, she understood a fact more clearly in her heart, that is, she was a guest here, the nanny aunt treated her as a guest and served her tea and snacks, and Jiahang's mother was the same.

After Yang Yun left, He Xiyan sat upright on the sofa, she lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, almost biting them to bleed.

She thought, maybe she shouldn't have followed, she looked very embarrassed here.

As soon as Chen Jiahang came in, he saw the tangle on He Xiyan's face. He hurried over, sat beside her, and held her hand tightly.

"Yanyan, what's wrong?"

He Xiyan smiled, her smile was not sweet but bitter.

She shook her head and said, "It's okay!"

"Did your mother just say something to you?" Chen Jiahang asked worriedly, he just saw his mother coming out of the living room.

He Xiyan turned her head and looked at the closed window, looking at the white snow outside through the window.

It was so cold that she trembled her shoulders, but it was not because her body felt cold.

"Jiahang..." He Xiyan turned around and looked at Chen Jiahang, the man who had lived with her for three years. Jiahang was still the same. There was no change in his appearance, but he was no longer the Chen Jiahang she was familiar with, nor was he the innocent and cute Chen Jiahang who smiled silly.

He Xiyan felt that something was gradually moving away from her.

"Jiahang, I want to go home tomorrow. There are still many things to deal with in the store." He Xiyan said in a deep voice, with a hint of smile on the corner of her mouth, a bitter smile.

Chen Jiahang raised his eyebrows, a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he quickly hugged He Xiyan's shoulders.

"What's wrong, Yanyan, why are you so anxious to go back to Mingcheng? Mom just said something, right?"

Chen Jiahang pulled He Xiyan into his arms and let her face lean against his chest. He could see that her face was not good and she didn't seem happy.

He Xiyan pushed the man in front of her away a little, then shook her head and smiled: "No, your mother just handed me a cup of tea."

Chen Jiahang was stunned. He looked at his empty hands and his heart trembled suddenly.

"Yanyan, wait here, I'll come over later."

He turned around, walked out of the living room, and then went to his parents' room.

His intuition told him that his mother must have said something just now.

He Xiyan walked to the window, propped her hands on the windowsill, and looked at the strange city in the distance. Because it snowed last night, she couldn't see the original appearance of the place, and all she saw was a vast expanse of white.

At this moment, her heart was also a vast expanse of white, because she couldn't see what her future life would be like.