"No, that friend has a duplicate surname, Takahashi."

Du He was also surprised, hesitated for a moment, and informed the lady of Takahashi Hashi's surname.

"Hey, don't you know, Hai Yu's Chinese name is Gao Yu! It was given by her mother. I am Hai Yu's aunt, Yang Meixue, haven't asked for advice yet?"

The beautiful lady smiled subtly, and there was a look of the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

"Oh, oh, Du He, no word, Yang... Auntie can call me Ah." Unexpectedly, this lady who looks only in her twenties is actually the aunt of Takahashi Haiyu. Du He gritted his teeth and reached out and called Auntie.

Who knew that Yang Meixue gently opened Du He's hand and said unhappily: "I'm only twenty-five years old, how can I resist the name of aunt? I call it Sister Yang or Sister Meixue."

Du He had no choice but to call Sister Meixue honestly.

Nanfeng laughed and gloated for Du He's defeat.

The two talked all the way to the hotel where Takahashi Takahashi stayed. Yang Meixue asked about Du He's life experience without much effort. Du He also learned that Takahashi Hae-yu's mother Yang Meishu made such a great sacrifice for the conflict between her husband and family.

The Takahashi family has been in China for 20 years. They did not buy a piece of land and only stayed in a hotel. This was the result of Yang Meishu's efforts to mediate.

Since the Yang family concluded that Takahashi Takahashi was ill-gotten and greedy for Chinese land, the couple only studied magic and did not add more land. Yang Meishu also gave up her business talent and focused on being a housewife. There were many sacrifices for marriage and were not cruel.

When Yang Meixue talked about her sister's choice to ignore foreign affairs for twenty years, she sighed and said, "My parents were extremely disappointed with her sister at that time, and she gave birth to me in the crisis of giving birth at an advanced age. It can be said that without her sister, there would be no me."

"So was Aunt Yang a very powerful woman before?"

Du He thought of his mother, who manages the family business and is decisive in killing. Although she looks very beautiful, she also has a sense of distance that she should not enter a stranger. She couldn't help but become a little curious about Yang Meishu. Does her temperament have similarities to her mother?

Yang Meixue shook her head and said mysteriously: "Today there is a family dinner at our house. I originally asked my sister to go to the Peace Hotel alone to discuss this matter. Since you asked you to kidnap your sister's house, you should just send it to the Buddha to the west and go to see her with me later?"

"I...I belong to a foreign man..." Du He said hesitantly.

In China, people in the inner room are in a conservative state when meeting outside guests, and the Eastern people should be similar, right? Du He is just Takahashi Takahashi's personal friend. It's a bit weird to see his wife so rashly.

Yang Meixue didn't care about that much, holding Nanfeng's hand and said, "It's almost the 20th year of the Republic of China. Why are you still the same thing? You really came back from studying in the UK? I don't say that you haven't stayed at school, don't coax me."

Du He quickly closed his mouth and followed Yang Meixue to the corner gate of the Wansui Pavilion with his fate.

Regardless of Du He's dejected expression, Yang Meixue rang the doorbell excitedly.

She grew up so old, due to her parents' face, she had never been to her sister's place to live. Although the two sisters had a good relationship, they rarely met and missed each other very much. Today, she was the first time she came to the door, and Yang Meixue felt like she had achieved her long-cherished wish.

The backyard of Wansui Pavilion is almost half wrapped by Takahashi's family, and the one who comes to open the door is Fujiwara.

Fujiwara did not know Yang Meixue, but knew Du He. It was only after Du He's recommendation that he took this little aunt who had never heard of before into the inner courtyard.

Nan Feng Chang came and ran away as soon as he entered the yard. In a short while, there was no sign. Du He had no way out, so he had to kneel in the tea room, waiting for Fujiwara's announcement.

Soon, the sound of the sliding door opening came little by little, and it reached Du He's ears like a drumbeat.

Japanese-style residences do not, there can be sliding doors in all places, and even windows can be detached. In this way, when people walk around, they will know that the feeling of oppression becomes even greater when they are far away.

When he first met his lover's mother, Du He was empty-handed, without any body, and had no hair. It can be said that he was at the bottom of his life. Yang Meixue, who was beside him, had neat hair and gorgeous clothes, making Du He even darker.

Du He quietly distanced himself from Yang Meixue, hoping to reduce the impression gap caused by this comparison.

However, no matter how far away it is, you can't exit the door. No matter how slow it is, Yang Meishu still appeared at the door.

Du He looked up, then stood up in a hurry, greeted Yang Meishu like a boy, making herself in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

Yang Meishu smiled slightly, "Please sit down, two distinguished guests, the humble house is simple and rude."

Only then did Du He find his feet and kneel down awkwardly.

When Yang Meishu and Yang Meixue were chatting, Du He watched the two sisters chat on the other side. Objectively speaking, the two should actually look very similar, but they have been apart for more than 20 years and their personalities are different, so at first glance, they cannot connect them.

But when the two of them sat together, they could tell at a glance that their blood relationship was.

Unlike her mother with a cold temperament, Yang Meishu is filled with a comfortable atmosphere, like a hot spring, warm and can't help but relax and feel good about her. She is more like a gentle wife and mother, and she cannot connect her with a strong woman.

Yang Meixue is a typical Shanghai girl, with a little decadence in fashion and a little contempt in nobility. Among the ten noble relatives in the foreign market, five or six of them have this temperament.

Yang Meixue has more freedom than them than men. She is probably raised by her parents as her son, and she has a little unruly in her bones.

He chattered about the family gathering with Yang Meishu. Yang Meishu did not rush to reply, pondered for a moment, and looked at Du He.

"Du Hejun, do you have any arrangements tonight? I want to take my little girl back to my parents' home to attend the meeting. I am afraid I will drink and cannot drive..."

Yang Meishu made a tactful request to Du He.

Du He's eyes lit up: "Will you take the liberty to bother?"

"Of course, the result of five generations of the Yang family living together and having a broad branch is that they still cannot recognize their identities as relatives. If you can go, it will certainly be honored, and your parents will be very happy."

It was clearly the temporary invitation who didn't even have the identity, but Du He was so happy that he was so happy that he nodded and agreed immediately.

"Then I'll bother you."

Du He nodded with a smile.

Yang Meixue whispered aside, and looked at each other with her sister and smiled.
Chapter completed!