The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

As soon as Huo Chenhuan saw the word gift, he remembered the old house with a large yard that his mother left behind, specially prepared for the future daughter-in-law.

When even someone came over and cleaned it up, he hurriedly cleaned the house before Su Yayan finished class, and came over with someone.

Seeing that he was not speaking, Su Yayan didn't continue to ask, pulling Huo Chenhuan about to walk in, but found that she couldn't move him at all.

"You..." Su Yayan turned his head to look at him suspiciously. Seeing his complex expression, she suddenly understood his feelings and tentatively said, "Would you like to go in? If you want, I will accompany you in. Otherwise, we can just go shopping outside. Okay, this yard also has the night view outside, which is also pretty."

Huo Chenhuan met her concerned gaze, and his slightly squinted eyes became warmer.

Holding Su Yayan's hand back, he said, "It's okay, let's go in. I haven't been here for so many years. I also want to see what's going on inside."

Su Yayan looked at his face carefully, and saw that he did not show any reluctance, and then he clung to Huo Chenhuan's hand and entered the house with him.

This small villa located on the hill has three floors in total, and the white exterior looks a bit old due to years of disrepair.

In addition, some plants and vines in the yard climbed up the corner of the wall, adding a little green to the snow-white exterior wall.

The interior of the house was probably because people had just cleaned it, but it looked quite clean, but it was a bit more decayed and less angry after all that I hadn't lived in for so many years.

Off-white sofas are placed in the spacious and bright hall, and all kinds of rare murals are hung on the surrounding walls.

These murals have characters, animals and plants. The only thing they have in common is that their background colors are almost all warm colors. It can be seen that the person who selected them should also be a person with a particularly warm heart.

In addition, there are some beautiful vases.

It's a pity that because no one lives here all the year round, there are no fresh flowers for decoration in the vase, and it looks bald and a bit deserted.

"This painting..." Su Yayan noticed that among the murals on the wall, there was a figure painting that looked particularly conspicuous.

It was a portrait of a woman. The woman in the painting looked in her early thirties, mature and intellectual.

The watery eyes looked straight ahead, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and the arc was not particularly large, but it could make people feel the joy in her heart.

Just through such a painting, one can feel the soft temperament and elegance in her body, which makes people unconsciously feel good about her.

Huo Chenhuan looked at this painting with a trance in his eyes for a moment.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally realized that no matter how long it took, no matter how much he deceived himself and wanted to forget.

Even when she married Su Yayan, she deliberately didn't think about this place, and handed it over to her.

Deep down in his heart, this place is different after all.

"This painting was painted by my dad, and the person in the painting... is my mother."

Su Yayan had already guessed in her heart, and she sighed when she heard Huo Chenhuan say this: "Your mother is so beautiful and has a good temperament, no wonder your dad loves her so much."

Huo Chenhuan was amused by her words, and the trace of sadness that had risen in her heart dissipated a lot: "My mother would be very happy if I heard what you said."

No one dislikes other people's praise, and his mother is no exception.

With her mother's temperament, if she was still alive, Huo Chenhuan believed that she would be very satisfied with the daughter-in-law she found for her.