CHAPTER 1050: 217 OUR FAMILY HAS A SIGNIFICANT ORIGIN_4

Yan Song draped a coat over her, and Yun Ya was wrapped up like a dumpling, being led out of the airport by Yan Song.

The Capital City was really too cold, feeling like even a breath could freeze. Yun Ya had already put on thermal underwear in advance, but still felt cold. The cold wind swept through her limbs and bones, making her want to turn around and head back to Jiangzhou.

Damn, it’s freezing.

Yan Song felt sorry for her and wrapped her tightly in his arms, blowing warm air into her hands, "Northern weather is like this, not as warm as the South, but every household has heating, it’ll be fine once we’re home."

Yan Song held her close and quickly walked out of the airport hall, both wrapped up like dumplings. The airport was crowded, yet no one paid attention to them.

They got into an SUV by the roadside, and the car gradually drove away from the airport boulevard.

A woman in a pink trench coat chased out from the airport, with long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a small hat. Her delicate makeup and bright features exuded an aura of pride and arrogance, looking like an extraordinary daughter of heaven, making her stand out in the crowd, with many passers-by glancing at her.

The woman looked at the receding car shadow, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Why does that look so much like Yan Song?"

She then shook her head, no way it could be Yan Song, she must have seen it wrong. When had Yan Song ever been close to a woman? But seeing how intimate the person just now was with that girl, it absolutely couldn’t have been Yan Song.

A luxury car stopped in front of her, the driver got out and opened the car door, bowing respectfully, "Miss, please."

The woman bent down and got in.

Inside the car, the butler in the front seat turned back to ask, "Miss, was your trip successful?"

The woman looked out the window and said indifferently, "Father has already arranged everything, I was just going through the motions."

Thinking of something, she frowned and asked, "Has Yan Song returned?"

The butler was momentarily stunned, "No news of that."

The woman pursed her lips, "Really? I hope I was mistaken..."

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The car drove into a high-end residential community, and upon arrival, Yan Song led her to find the address and entered.

Unit 666 of Block B, this address number, how indulgent.

Along the way, Yun Ya noticed the greenery in the neighborhood was very nice, and security was strong and private, with cameras everywhere. In this area where every inch of land was precious, such a house wouldn’t come for less than tens of millions.

The house was 150 square meters, duplex structure. Downstairs was the kitchen, bathroom, utility room, living room, and guest room. Upstairs were two bedrooms with a study and an open-air balcony. The house’s structure was excellent, the décor simple and bright, which Yun Ya liked at first glance.

The room was heated, and as soon as they entered, it wasn’t cold anymore. Yun Ya took off her coat, stepping on the carpet, and turned to ask Yan Song, who was changing shoes, "Is this your house?"

Yan Song bent down, took a pair of brand-new women’s slippers from the shoe cabinet, and placed them in front of Yun Ya with a smile, "Yes, it is."

Yun Ya frowned slightly, "Why does your house have women’s slippers? Have women been here before?"

Yan Song laughed and glanced at her, "Does my mom count?"

Yun Ya snorted, "Of course, Aunt Zhuang doesn’t count." After that, she looked around, "Not bad, very cozy, gives a homey feeling."

Yan Song came over, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and smiled, "From now on, this is your home too."

Somewhere deep in Yun Ya’s heart suddenly became warm, her eyes softened, but she scoffed, "Mama’s boy, I guess you didn’t buy this house yourself."

Yan Song nodded, "You’re right, my mom bought this house for me, and she also arranged the decoration, said it’s for my future wedding house. It’s hard to refuse our mom’s good intentions, right?" After speaking, his lips began wandering around Yun Ya’s neck.

Our mom~ Yun Ya’s little heart fluttered wildly, and she suddenly pushed him, "Stop it, no wonder the decoration doesn’t seem like your taste, turns out it’s Aunt Zhuang’s style."

Yan Song laughed and took her hand, "Come, I’ll show you around our home."

The tour passed through the kitchen, bathroom, and bedrooms upstairs. The master bedroom was the most stylish, with a whole wall replaced by floor-to-ceiling windows creating a huge sense of space. The large round bed made her blush and her heart race, the bright wallpaper and huge crystal chandelier, and the floral carpet added a touch of luxury and romance to the space.

Yun Ya thought it was indeed Aunt Zhuang’s touch, the master bedroom was designed to make people feel quite...

As she was dazedly thinking, Yan Song suddenly pushed her onto the big bed. This bed was so soft that her body sank into it all at once, like a pool of soft water, deeply immersing her.

Yan Song looked down at her from above, his gaze gentle as water, "Yaya, this is our home, do you like it?"