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

Chapter 348 Extra Chapter: Modern Era 8
Song Yi glanced at Jiang Lanye somewhat awkwardly, then said firmly, "One year, just one year. The reason I'm telling you now is because I've realized that after a year of getting to know each other, we're really compatible, so..."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Lanye.

Jiang Lanye received Song Yi's gaze and nodded repeatedly.

She couldn't help but scrutinize Jiang Lanye.

He is indeed a handsome man, and looks like he is rich and powerful, but I don't know why he insists on keeping his hair long.

"What's his name?"

"Auntie, my name is Jiang Lanye."

"Jiang Lanye?"

The uncle next to him reached out to adjust his reading glasses and murmured, "This name sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before, but I can't remember where."

His aunt rolled her eyes at his dazed look: "Although we are both over sixty, I am not like your uncle, who looks like an old man."

After saying that, she continued, "Jiang Lanye, right? It's a nice name, but it doesn't sound like a modern name."

Song Yi shook her arm: "Auntie, have you forgotten? When I was little, some people envied my name, thinking it was like it came from ancient times."

"Okay, but I'd like to ask what your boyfriend does for a living that requires such long hair. Is he an artist?"

It seems that most artists like to keep their hair long.

Jiang Lanye frowned slightly.

Upon reflection, he realized that since he came into this world, he had indeed never seen a man with hair like his; most of them had very short hair, which looked particularly strange.

Song Yi said awkwardly, "He's not an artist, he just likes to keep his hair long. And actually, what initially attracted me to him was his unique appearance. Don't you think he's good-looking?"

"Well, it looks nice, but there's something strange about it."

Jiang Lanye immediately said, "If Auntie doesn't like it, I can cut it off."

"No, no, no, I just said it offhand."

Then, she glanced at her uncle standing to the side and said gently to Song Yi, "Why don't you help your uncle water the flowers? He has so many potted plants on the balcony that he can't water them all by himself."

Song Yi knew what her aunt meant by this, and she couldn't refuse. She immediately stood up, looking at Jiang Lanye nervously, and silently cheered him on in her heart.

Song Yi went to the balcony, and her aunt's gaze changed from gentle to sharp as she looked at Jiang Lanye.

ten minutes later.

Song Yi went outside and saw her aunt's gloomy face, and immediately had a bad feeling.

She carefully sat down next to her aunt. "What's wrong?"

She looked at Song Yi and said in a low voice, "Your boyfriend is quite honest."

".What's the meaning?"

“I asked him if he drove here today, and he said no, he walked. So I asked him if he had bought a car, and he said no.”

"I asked him again if he had bought a house, and he said he had nothing, nothing at all. What's the use of just a nice-looking empty shell!"

Song Yi's vision went black for a moment.

"That's not how it is, Auntie, please listen to me."

She suddenly leaned closer, cupped one hand around his face, and whispered, "Although he doesn't own a house or a car, he has a lot of savings. Real rich people don't care about these things. Besides, he just came back from abroad not long ago and hasn't had time to buy a house or a car yet."

"A lot of savings? How much exactly? Let me tell you, your high-paying job is great. Your uncle and I have saved up quite a bit of money over the years. You should at least find someone who is commensurate with your status."

Song Yi held up one finger. She tentatively asked, "One hundred thousand?"

"No."

"One million? That's barely enough to match your status."

Song Yi then shook her head.

Auntie was completely stunned: "Ten million?"

Song Yi chuckled twice: "One hundred million."

She wasn't lying. Any few items from Jiang Lanye's palace could fetch extremely high prices.

The teacup in her aunt's hand swayed twice, and tea dripped onto the table.

Seeing this, Jiang Lanye picked up a handkerchief from the side and wiped the water clean.

She stared at Jiang Lanye in disbelief.

Can rich people be this down-to-earth?

He can choose not to drive or buy a house, yet he still adopts this humble attitude in front of her.

So, Song Yi was once again forced onto the balcony in a daze.

Auntie smiled and looked at Jiang Lanye: "My Song Yi became independent early and is much stronger than many people, so she often swallows her grievances and sadness. I just hope that you truly like her and want to take care of her."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lanye's expression turned serious.

He didn't immediately make a solemn promise, but instead straightened his back slightly, calmly met his aunt's gaze, and spoke in a steady and powerful tone.

"Don't worry." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a convincing weight. "She doesn't have to be strong all the time. With me, she can rely on me and depend on me without worry, and she can have any emotions."

Without flowery language, it sounds more sincere and reliable than so-called sweet words.

Seeing the sense of responsibility that he naturally exuded, his aunt's smile deepened, and the worry in her eyes gradually turned into relief.

"That's good. We're both getting old. It's great that you two have a good relationship and love each other. Anyway, I've been looking forward to holding my grandson or granddaughter for a long time."

Upon hearing her words, Jiang Lanye's mind immediately conjured up the image of Jiang Huaijin, and he hesitated for a moment.

Actually, he and Song Yi already had a child, but obviously they couldn't say that. However, looking at her expectant eyes...
His aunt noticed his hesitation and immediately said, "I can understand what you young people think nowadays. These things should be left to nature. I certainly won't rush you. It's normal to prioritize your career while you're young."

Just as Jiang Lanye was about to respond, Song Yi couldn't help but come out.

She was really afraid that Jiang Lanye would say something wrong.

But it seems her worries were unnecessary.

Jiang Lanye and Song Yi stayed for dinner. Looking at the table full of home-cooked dishes, Jiang Lanye did not show any signs of anything amiss. On the contrary, he kept picking up food for Song Yi with his chopsticks, and his gaze kept following her.

Their relationship had long been as harmonious and natural as flowing water.

They observed it carefully for a long time and couldn't find any fault with it, so they became more and more satisfied.

After they said goodbye and walked out, watching the door close, Song Yi jumped up excitedly, then stood on tiptoe and cupped Jiang Lanye's face in her hands: "Jiang Lanye, you're so amazing! Come here, let me kiss you."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly opened again.

Her aunt had clearly taken her words to heart and was a little embarrassed: "I suddenly remembered that I bought a lot of milk and was thinking of having you two take some back with you."

(End of this chapter)