He took a sip of red wine and lay down next to the crystal coffin. He heard his voice, soft and melodious like a nocturne, yet so cruel.

When Meng Yue returned home for the nth time and bumped into Tang Muyan on the ground floor, seeing the gift he was carrying in his hands, she began to contemplate the feasibility of moving house.

"Sweet milk, please."

Meng Yu returned without picking up the call, furrowed his brows and asked, "What's the matter this time?"

"Uh, snacks."

"I have told you not to always buy me presents."

"I've also said before, I am pursuing you, and this is my right."

"You..." Meng Ruigui's words were choked up, the tangled emotions written all over his face.

"Alright, I have something to do today, so if you accept it, I'll leave." Tang Muyan noticed that Meng Yuegui was hesitating about returning it, so he added, "Since I came to find you despite being so busy, just accept it, okay?"

"Tsk, that's enough. Just go." Meng Yuegui took the bag and turned his head away without looking at him.

"Goodbye, Sweet Milk," Tang Muyan tilted up the corner of his mouth and touched Meng Yugu's head.

Watching Tang Muyan's figure disappear, Meng Yuegui suddenly felt short of breath, her heart aching painfully. She tightened her grip on the bag and finally turned around, heading upstairs.

Returning home, I opened the bag. Inside, all I could see was my favorite snacks.

Meng Yuanguishou let out a soft sigh of relief, stood up, and randomly pulled out a book from the bookshelf, then nestled back into the sofa. Meng Yuanguishou opened a bag of potato chips and popped one into his mouth. The taste was good, and the texture was satisfying.

"Phone call, Brother Wenren; phone call, Brother Wenren..." Meng Yuigui picked up the phone and said, "Brother Wenren, what's wrong?"

"Do you have time today? Let's go out and have some fun?"

"What do you want to play when you have time?"

"You've been wanting to eat barbecue lately, right? How about we go to the recently opened Erhei Barbecue restaurant nearby?"

"Second Black Barbecue Restaurant?"

"Uh, my cousin's shop. It is said that the taste and atmosphere are both good."

"Okay, go."

"I'll pick you up at six then."

"Okay, goodbye."

"Mm, see you later."

Meng Yuegui turned off his phone and checked the time. Feeling that it was still early, he got into bed. The phone played a crosstalk show as Meng Yuegui gradually drifted off to sleep...

Meng Yuegui's consciousness gradually returned, only to find himself standing in front of an ancient garden building with inscriptions that read "Tang Residence" in large gold characters. Just as Meng Yuegui was at a loss, looking around in confusion, the vermilion gate suddenly swung open. The gate was directly facing a fading shadow wall.

With the disappearance of the partition wall, Meng Yuegui saw the rockeries, small bridges, and maid servants. It seemed as if there was a voice in his mind tempting him to lift his feet, and the inexperienced Meng Yuegui followed suit. The people passing by him didn't seem to notice him, and they went about their own business without any reaction to Meng Yuegui's presence.

Meng YuGui hurriedly walked through the long corridor and arrived at a place called "Qing Fang Yuan", where the door opened automatically once again. With a step forward, Meng YuGui entered the door and walked through the lush and dense bamboo, entering the main hall of the house.

A woman holding a baby walked out. It wouldn't be strange to see a beautiful woman in ancient clothing walking out of such an antique house, but this woman was quite unusual. Everyone they had met along the way had black hair and black eyes, but this woman had golden hair and blue eyes, with fair skin that carried a hint of paleness. Meng Yu returned could be considered someone who had seen the world. After all, he had participated in numerous fashion shows and parties, thanks to his fortunate status as the young master of the Jiang family. He had seen many beauties before, but he couldn't find the right words to describe this woman; she truly resembled a celestial being.

Among the foreigners that Meng Rui had met before, Tang Muyan was the most good-looking in his opinion. However, disregarding gender, Tang Muyan's appearance was not even one-fourth as beautiful as this woman.

Meng Yu returned his mind to Hu Zhuomo and was lost in deep thought. Suddenly, the woman turned towards him and gently parted her vermilion lips...