Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 347 Extra Chapter: Modern Era 7
After Jiang Lanye changed, Song Yi immediately jumped off the bay window. However, because her legs were weak, she almost lost her balance. Finally, she held onto the wall and managed to stand up.

She remained calm: "Is there something very important today?"

"What's the matter?"

Song Yi said, enunciating each word clearly, "Meet the parents."

Jiang Lanye froze as he tidied the bedsheets. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the word, he could vaguely guess that Song Yi was going to take him to meet her uncle and aunt.

In his world, Jiang Lanye would naturally not worry that, given his status, Song Yi's elders would have any dissatisfaction with him.

However, given his unremarkable background, if we were to state outright that he was an emperor, he would simply be perceived as a mentally unstable person, which could significantly diminish the first impression.

For the first time, Jiang Lanye found something so troublesome. He stood aside, pondering for a long time.

Seeing this, Song Yi curiously observed his expression and found it amusing: "I say, are you nervous or something?"

His face stiffened for a moment, and a hint of unnatural emotion flashed in his eyes.

He was indeed nervous.

Moreover, he doesn't understand the world well enough, and many of his behaviors may seem strange.

"Do we have to go today?"

"Of course, I haven't seen them in a long time, and since we've come all this way, we should seize this opportunity to formally introduce you to them."

Jiang Lanye was a little flustered: "What do you need me to do?"

Song Yi stroked his chin: "You don't need to do anything. It's your first time visiting, so you should bring plenty of things. Change your clothes now, and I'll take you shopping."

Yesterday, Song Yi bought him so many clothes in one go. Jiang Lanye picked them up one by one, somewhat conflicted: "Yi Yi, which one should I wear?"

Song Yi chuckled and went over to take a look: "This outfit makes you look more composed and reserved, which is more reliable."

"it is good."

After Jiang Lanye and Song Yi went out, Song Yi obediently took his hand and led him into a shop.

Immediately afterwards, he watched as Song Yi carried a lot of beautifully packaged items in both hands and then swiped her card.

Jiang Lanye immediately accepted them all, only belatedly realizing that something was amiss:
"Yiyi, shouldn't I be the one to pay for these things when you go to see your elders?"

Song Yi glanced at him: "Yes, that's true, but do you have money? No, what I mean is, I know you're very rich, but in this world, you don't have money, so let me do it. They won't know then."

Jiang Lanye pursed his lips, his mood not pleasant.

Song Yi found it amusing, and stood on tiptoe to reach out and pinch his cheeks wantonly: "Alright, don't be unhappy. Next time we come, we'll be more experienced. You can bring whatever valuable things you have in your palace, and then sell them. You'll become rich overnight."

Jiang Lanye frowned in thought.

This method is indeed feasible.

Song Yi added, "Moreover, many items at auction houses are actually sold privately. Although their authenticity can be guaranteed, their origins are unclear. However, such transactions involve many things and there are many shady dealings involved. So, if a priceless artifact appears there, it's unlikely to get out."

Jiang Lanye nodded.

Despite carrying so many things in his hands, he remained composed and walked with steady steps. With his broad shoulders and long legs, one of his steps was equivalent to two of Song Yi's. Although he was not fast, he could still see out of the corner of his eye that Song Yi was gradually falling behind him.

He immediately transferred everything from his left hand to his right, which was already full of countless items. He forcibly freed one hand and, without a word, took Song Yi's hand, saying, "You have to hold my hand." Song Yi glanced at his right hand and offered, "Give me a few, I'll carry them for you."

Jiang Lanye glanced at the couple in front of him; clearly, the man was also carrying large bags.

He shook his head decisively: "No need, I can carry it."

"I know you're strong, and these things are no problem for you, but won't your hands get hurt? You should give them to me."

Song Yi forcibly snatched the two items.

The two walked to an old residential area. Song Yi climbed the stairs and turned to Jiang Lanye to explain, "They live on the third floor. We'll be there soon. Besides, there's no elevator in this building, so we have to climb like this."

Jiang Lanye, without blushing or panting, steadily walked up and said, "I understand."

Song Yi took a deep breath, looked at the door in front of her, and knocked on it.

"Uncle, Aunt, I've come to see you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside.

"Song Yi's here! Old man, stop watering the flowers and come out!"

Jiang Lanye looked up.

The woman who opened the door was an elderly woman in her sixties, who was wearing a plaid cotton apron around her waist, as if she had just been busy cooking.

A gentle smile graced her face, the wrinkles around her eyes smoothed out, and her gaze was loving and warm as she looked Song Yi up and down, as if she were looking at her own child with affection.

Hearing her call, an elderly man wearing reading glasses slowly came out.

He was wearing a slightly worn light gray knitted vest, holding a small spray bottle in his hand, and hurried over with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Although the two elderly people were simply dressed, they were clean and tidy, radiating a peaceful and warm aura that made people feel relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, she noticed Jiang Lanye, was startled, and hesitated for a moment: "Who is this?"

Song Yi quickly tugged at him, signaling him to speak.

Song Yi had already taught him before he came, and he immediately said, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt, I am Song Yi's boyfriend."

The two of them widened their eyes instantly.

She saw what Jiang Lanye was carrying and quickly stepped aside, saying, "Come in, come in."

"it is good."

Jiang Lanye then took the things from Song Yi's hands, carried them all inside, and put them down.

The aunt only glanced at it briefly, but she knew that the pile of things they had brought was quite valuable. She saw several kinds of top-quality tonics alone.

"Song Yi, what's wrong with you? When did you start dating? I had no idea. You didn't tell me anything, and suddenly today..."

Song Yi quickly took her arm and began to coax her, "Oh, Auntie, I was just afraid that if I told you too soon, you would worry. Relationships are unstable. If I tell you as soon as we start dating, what if we break up one day because we feel it's not right? I won't even feel anything then, but you'll definitely be worried sick."

"That's true, but this is really too sudden. How long have you two been together?"

(End of this chapter)