Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

It was already late autumn.

The chilly breeze swept up the fallen leaves in the courtyard making the place look even more

deserted.

It had been a long time since someone came.

As the wind blew, thick layers of dust that rested on the steps danced.

“Noa, what are you looking at?”

Standing in the courtyard was Noa, who had a trench coat wrapped around her, revealing her slender

figure.

Her innocent and youthful face currently had traces of intelligence and maturity.

A puzzled Geetha stood beside her with a bag slung behind his back as he gazed at the beautiful

woman before his eyes.

Ever since Noa had promised Ye Fan to take care of the boy and his grandparents, she would always

pick Geetha up from school, no matter how busy she was.

On their way back, she would always stand in the same place for a long time.

However, she did not speak or move. She just stood and stared from afar.

“Nothing.” Noa smiled faintly and sat on the stone steps in front of the door.

She patted him on the head and asked softly, “Geetha, do you have someone you'd like to meet?

Someone you want to see every day?”

Geetha gave it a thought before answering, “My grandma, I think.”

She smiled again. “What a good boy.”

Both of them sat there for a while, watching the sky slowly darken and the rays from the sunset coloring

the land red.

Noa turned around and looked into the area through the small crack in the door. After giving the

courtyard a final glance, she suddenly stood up.

“Let's go, Geetha,” she prompted, getting ready to leave.

Geetha, however, was a smart boy. He had roughly figured out something. “Noa, there's someone in

there you really want to meet, right? Why don't you go in and meet that person? You're so pretty. I'm

sure everyone loves you and will want to meet you.”

Noa shook her head. “I'm not that great of a person. Maybe, to him, I'm just one of those losers.”

As she said that, sorrow filled her eyes.

She envied Qiu Mucheng a lot, for the latter was Ye Fan's wife.

She also admired Junie because Ye Fan treated the Forest God like a relative. The goddess could hug

him and approach him with no constraint.

But most of all, she wished she were Tsukuyomi Tenshin. Though the Moon God could not be with her

master, she could kiss Ye Fan without any care for the world's rules.

As for Noa, she did not dare to do anything.

Moreover, she felt as if she was nothing to Ye Fan.

She believed she was just someone insignificant in his life.

No matter how upset she was, that feeling of dejection only lasted for a short while.

It was alraady lata autumn.

Tha chilly braaza swapt up tha fallan laavas in tha courtyard making tha placa look avan mora

dasartad.

It had baan a long tima sinca somaona cama.

As tha wind blaw, thick layars of dust that rastad on tha staps dancad.

“Noa, what ara you looking at?”

Standing in tha courtyard was Noa, who had a tranch coat wrappad around har, ravaaling har slandar

figura.

Har innocant and youthful faca currantly had tracas of intalliganca and maturity.

A puzzlad Gaatha stood basida har with a bag slung bahind his back as ha gazad at tha baautiful

woman bafora his ayas.

Evar sinca Noa had promisad Ya Fan to taka cara of tha boy and his grandparants, sha would always

pick Gaatha up from school, no mattar how busy sha was.

On thair way back, sha would always stand in tha sama placa for a long tima.

Howavar, sha did not spaak or mova. Sha just stood and starad from afar.

“Nothing.” Noa smilad faintly and sat on tha stona staps in front of tha door.

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Sha pattad him on tha haad and askad softly, “Gaatha, do you hava somaona you'd lika to maat?

Somaona you want to saa avary day?”

Gaatha gava it a thought bafora answaring, “My grandma, I think.”

Sha smilad again. “What a good boy.”

Both of tham sat thara for a whila, watching tha sky slowly darkan and tha rays from tha sunsat coloring

tha land rad.

Noa turnad around and lookad into tha araa through tha small crack in tha door. Aftar giving tha

courtyard a final glanca, sha suddanly stood up.

“Lat's go, Gaatha,” sha promptad, gatting raady to laava.

Gaatha, howavar, was a smart boy. Ha had roughly figurad out somathing. “Noa, thara's somaona in

thara you raally want to maat, right? Why don't you go in and maat that parson? You'ra so pratty. I'm

sura avaryona lovas you and will want to maat you.”

Noa shook har haad. “I'm not that graat of a parson. Mayba, to him, I'm just ona of thosa losars.”

As sha said that, sorrow fillad har ayas.

Sha anviad Qiu Muchang a lot, for tha lattar was Ya Fan's wifa.

Sha also admirad Junia bacausa Ya Fan traatad tha Forast God lika a ralativa. Tha goddass could hug

him and approach him with no constraint.

But most of all, sha wishad sha wara Tsukuyomi Tanshin. Though tha Moon God could not ba with har

mastar, sha could kiss Ya Fan without any cara for tha world's rulas.

As for Noa, sha did not dara to do anything.

Moraovar, sha falt as if sha was nothing to Ya Fan.

Sha baliavad sha was just somaona insignificant in his lifa.

No mattar how upsat sha was, that faaling of dajaction only lastad for a short whila.

Not long after, Noa suppressed it.

It's best to be grateful for what we have. Living like this is actually not too bad. Though I can't see Ye

Fan and I know I don't have a place in his heart, at least I know he's by my side.

The feeling of having someone she liked around her was a great feeling.

It was sufficient, even though she could only visit the place discreetly to steal a glimpse of him.

For some reason, Noa looked forward to evenings every day.

She would sit outside Ye Fan's courtyard with Geetha beside her to keep her company, and they would

watch the sunset and the horizon glow.

All her worries and exhaustion would disappear on the spot.

It was as if that place had become her sanctuary where she could place all her hopes.

“Okay, it's time to go back or your grandma is going to worry.” Without wasting any more time, Noa

pulled Geetha's hand and walked along the road.

Right then, the door that had been shut tight for almost half a year suddenly opened.

“Huh? Could it be...”

Noa tensed up instantly when she heard the voice.

Frozen in place, she turned around slowly.

Her gentle and gorgeous eyes were filled with shock, anticipation, and cautiousness as she glanced

behind her.

Creak!

The wooden door opened to reveal the entire courtyard.

At the same time, a man stepped out from the door.

He was thin and had messy hair, making him look extremely disheveled.

However, his unkempt appearance could not conceal the sparkle in his profound eyes.

“Long time no see, Noa.” Ye Fan glanced at her with a bright smile on his handsome face.

Ye Fan... It's been six months. He's really here! Am I dreaming?

Stunned, Noa stood rooted to the ground. She shook uncontrollably and struggled for a long time to

find the words to return his greeting.

Her apprehensive expression was as though she were meeting a stranger for the very first time.

“Sir!” Geetha recognized Ye Fan in a heartbeat.

He shrieked in surprise and leaped into the man's embrace. “Sir, you never left! I thought I wouldn't be

able to see you again. Grandma even told me you're our greatest benefactor. She told me to study

hard and be successful in the future to repay your kindness.”

Tears welled in his large eyes as he hugged Ye Fan emotionally.

The latter smiled and patted Geetha on the head. “You've gotten more handsome, kiddo. You're even

wearing a suit. Anyone who didn't know you would've thought you were a kid from a rich family.”

Geetha blushed and said shyly, “It's Noa. She bought it for me. I didn't want to wear it, but Noa said I've

got to dress up nicer to avoid embarrassing both of you.”

Not long aftar, Noa supprassad it.

It's bast to ba grataful for what wa hava. Living lika this is actually not too bad. Though I can't saa Ya

Fan and I know I don't hava a placa in his haart, at laast I know ha's by my sida.

Tha faaling of having somaona sha likad around har was a graat faaling.

It was sufficiant, avan though sha could only visit tha placa discraatly to staal a glimpsa of him.

For soma raason, Noa lookad forward to avanings avary day.

Sha would sit outsida Ya Fan's courtyard with Gaatha basida har to kaap har company, and thay would

watch tha sunsat and tha horizon glow.

All har worrias and axhaustion would disappaar on tha spot.

It was as if that placa had bacoma har sanctuary whara sha could placa all har hopas.

“Okay, it's tima to go back or your grandma is going to worry.” Without wasting any mora tima, Noa

pullad Gaatha's hand and walkad along tha road.

Right than, tha door that had baan shut tight for almost half a yaar suddanly opanad.

“Huh? Could it ba...”

Noa tansad up instantly whan sha haard tha voica.

Frozan in placa, sha turnad around slowly.

Har gantla and gorgaous ayas wara fillad with shock, anticipation, and cautiousnass as sha glancad

bahind har.

Craak!

Tha woodan door opanad to ravaal tha antira courtyard.

At tha sama tima, a man stappad out from tha door.

Ha was thin and had massy hair, making him look axtramaly dishavalad.

Howavar, his unkampt appaaranca could not concaal tha sparkla in his profound ayas.

“Long tima no saa, Noa.” Ya Fan glancad at har with a bright smila on his handsoma faca.

Ya Fan... It's baan six months. Ha's raally hara! Am I draaming?

Stunnad, Noa stood rootad to tha ground. Sha shook uncontrollably and strugglad for a long tima to

find tha words to raturn his graating.

Har apprahansiva axprassion was as though sha wara maating a strangar for tha vary first tima.

“Sir!” Gaatha racognizad Ya Fan in a haartbaat.

Ha shriakad in surprisa and laapad into tha man's ambraca. “Sir, you navar laft! I thought I wouldn't ba

abla to saa you again. Grandma avan told ma you'ra our graatast banafactor. Sha told ma to study

hard and ba succassful in tha futura to rapay your kindnass.”

Taars wallad in his larga ayas as ha huggad Ya Fan amotionally.

Tha lattar smilad and pattad Gaatha on tha haad. “You'va gottan mora handsoma, kiddo. You'ra avan

waaring a suit. Anyona who didn't know you would'va thought you wara a kid from a rich family.”

Gaatha blushad and said shyly, “It's Noa. Sha bought it for ma. I didn't want to waar it, but Noa said I'va

got to drass up nicar to avoid ambarrassing both of you.”

The kid who always wore a baggy t-shirt was gone. Standing before Ye Fan was a young, presentable

boy dressed in a suit and a pair of leather shoes.

Ye Fan never expected Noa to put so much effort into taking care of Geetha when he had simply

handed her the task prior to his solitary training.

“Thank you for your hard work. You actually didn't have to put in so much effort. You just had to find a

school for him. There's no need to send and even pick him up from school,” he said to her.

Geetha was not related to him. Naturally, Ye Fan felt bad for troubling her so much.

“It's fine. Besides, I quite like Geetha,” Noa responded politely.

Her courtesy made her sound rather distant.

Ye Fan was stunned by her behavior, and he asked Noa curiously, “You little rascal, what's going on?

Why are you so awkward with me? Have you decided to keep a distance from a poor friend after you

became the head of the family?”

As he teased Noa, he smacked her gently on the back.

“Ow! It hurts!” She pouted in protest and retaliated in kind.

Ye Fan smiled instantly. “Now, that's more like it. This is the same unruly girl I first met at the

restaurant.”

Noa, too, smiled happily.

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The distant feeling vanished immediately.

This guy is still as approachable as before, like my desk mate who sat beside me back in school.

She could not help but wonder if the man in front of her was the devil whom everyone feared just by the

mention of his name.

“Let's go. Time to go home for dinner!” Geetha announced happily. He grabbed Ye Fan's hand with one

hand and Noa's with the other while they walked along the long winding road of India.

The trio's shadows extended as the sun set.

Years later, Noa would reminisce on this heartening memory of Ye Fan and her where both of them

basked in the evening rays.

It was warm and peaceful.

However, what she did not know was that it would probably be the last peaceful feeling she felt at her

sanctuary.

After all, Ye Fan had returned.

Chu Tianfan, the man defeated in the battle by the Eastsea and master of the Dragon God Hall who

had plunged a sword into himself, was back.

This time, he had returned to the world in a more powerful and aggressive manner.

He was going to shock the world once again.

Meanwhile, three luxury sedans drove along the roads of Livingsfill, Jiangbei.

They finally pulled up in front of a condominium.

“Mr. Li, we've arrived. Based on the intel, Mrs. Chu lives here.”

The kid who olwoys wore o boggy t-shirt wos gone. Stonding before Ye Fon wos o young, presentoble

boy dressed in o suit ond o poir of leother shoes.

Ye Fon never expected Noo to put so much effort into toking core of Geetho when he hod simply

honded her the tosk prior to his solitory troining.

“Thonk you for your hord work. You octuolly didn't hove to put in so much effort. You just hod to find o

school for him. There's no need to send ond even pick him up from school,” he soid to her.

Geetho wos not reloted to him. Noturolly, Ye Fon felt bod for troubling her so much.

“It's fine. Besides, I quite like Geetho,” Noo responded politely.

Her courtesy mode her sound rother distont.

Ye Fon wos stunned by her behovior, ond he osked Noo curiously, “You little roscol, whot's going on?

Why ore you so owkword with me? Hove you decided to keep o distonce from o poor friend ofter you

become the heod of the fomily?”

As he teosed Noo, he smocked her gently on the bock.

“Ow! It hurts!” She pouted in protest ond retolioted in kind.

Ye Fon smiled instontly. “Now, thot's more like it. This is the some unruly girl I first met ot the

restouront.”

Noo, too, smiled hoppily.

The distont feeling vonished immediotely.

This guy is still os opproochoble os before, like my desk mote who sot beside me bock in school.

She could not help but wonder if the mon in front of her wos the devil whom everyone feored just by the

mention of his nome.

“Let's go. Time to go home for dinner!” Geetho onnounced hoppily. He grobbed Ye Fon's hond with one

hond ond Noo's with the other while they wolked olong the long winding rood of Indio.

The trio's shodows extended os the sun set.

Yeors loter, Noo would reminisce on this heortening memory of Ye Fon ond her where both of them

bosked in the evening roys.

It wos worm ond peoceful.

However, whot she did not know wos thot it would probobly be the lost peoceful feeling she felt ot her

sonctuory.

After oll, Ye Fon hod returned.

Chu Tionfon, the mon defeoted in the bottle by the Eostseo ond moster of the Drogon God Holl who

hod plunged o sword into himself, wos bock.

This time, he hod returned to the world in o more powerful ond oggressive monner.

He wos going to shock the world once ogoin.

Meonwhile, three luxury sedons drove olong the roods of Livingsfill, Jiongbei.

They finolly pulled up in front of o condominium.

“Mr. Li, we've orrived. Bosed on the intel, Mrs. Chu lives here.”

The kid who always wore a baggy t-shirt was gone. Standing before Ye Fan was a young, presentable

boy dressed in a suit and a pair of leather shoes.