To tell the truth, after several consecutive days of high tension and high intensity physical and mental exhaustion, she was indeed tired.
But physical tiredness was nothing compared to the fatigue of her heart.
Seeing the different facial expressions of her father and the few Madams, her heart was on the verge of being tangled into a ball of yarn.
Perhaps escaping this cage, even if it meant marrying a man she didn't like, was a good thing!
With that thought, Zhu Qianying rolled over and covered her head with her blanket, forcing herself towards dreamland.
Maybe she really was exhausted, she slept very deeply. The usual chaotic things that loved to disrupt her dreams were not seen today.
When she woke up, everything around her was pitch black. She turned towards the faint moonlight streaming through the curtains, feeling as if she were in a fairyland.
With no concept of time, she lazily got up and sat on the windowsill, lost in thought while watching the sparse lights in the garden outside the window.
...
Meanwhile, at the Yan residence, for some unknown reason, Yan Han was reviewing all the videos related to Zhu Qianying from this selection process.
"Grandfather, it's eight o'clock, time for dinner!"
The conscientious special assistant was extremely terrified at this moment. He had served his master for nearly ten years, and this was the first time Yan Han had altered his biological clock for anything or anyone.
Normally, Yan Han would never fail to have dinner at seven o'clock and by eight o'clock, he would be in the bathtub, enjoying a water pressure massage while watching some movies.
But today, the special assistant reminded him every ten minutes and so far, this was the sixth time.
"Oh…"
Like the previous five times, the special assistant received the same vague response from his master.
The special assistant blamed himself for his incompetence and negligence. He fearfully thought that his master must be possessed!
But in actuality, his master was merely a little depressed and bored recently. At this moment, he had discovered a rather interesting way to pass the time!
Speaking of which, the source of his depression was, upon close inspection, always his mother.
This time was no exception.
This dates back to a week ago when the quiet Yan mansion, after being peaceful for more than half a year, suddenly became lively.
The reason?
Yan Han's mother had returned.
Speaking of Yan Han's mother, she was a heroic woman who made both the lawful and the underworld tremble. Simply put, she was a tough character.
She was born in the underworld, but in her youth, she fell in love with Yan Han's father, a young entrepreneur with a strong political background.
Like most melodramas, the two wasted many years because of their respective statuses and pride. By the time they learned to cherish, they were already in their thirties.
Eventually, the two got married and gave birth to their only son, Yan Han, when they were forty. When Yan Han turned eighteen, the two irresponsibly gave him their vast business and started travelling around the world as lovebirds.
This time, the reason Yan Han's mother came back, was not to see her precious son but to give Yan Han a command.
"Son, I'm getting old and want to hold my grandchildren. See which girl you like and bring one home to have a child for me!"
Yan Han's mother spoke very tactfully, not forcefully at all, but it contained several key points that hit Yan Han hard.
Firstly, Yan Han may seem always at odds with his mother, but in fact, he was an unusually filial son.
Secondly, Yan Han's mother was already sixty-eight and would soon be entering her seventies. If Yan Han continued his playboy lifestyle for a few more years, she might not live to see her grandchildren.
Of course, although Yan Han's mother was sixty-eight, she was in great shape, looked like she was in her early forties, and had the body of a vibrant woman in her twenties or thirties.
Moreover, she never admitted to being old in front of her son and husband.
Because she never admitted her age, this rare admittance depressed Yan Han.
He had no choice but to accept it, even though he knew his mother was just playing tricks to get him to marry and have children.
This led to the following highly-anticipated national event where Yan Han was selecting his wife.
"Grandfather, Madam has called!" The antsy special assistant nervously gave Yan Han the phone as if it were a treasure, to him, Yan Han's mother was indeed his saviour!
Yan Han paused the video, took the phone and lazily hummed, "Mother..."
"You little brat, straighten up! Qin Xiu said you found your wife?" Qin Xiu is the name of Yan Han's versatile special assistant.
"Tsk tsk, the way you're talking, it's as if your son has some deficiency! Your precious son is handsome, talented, and incredibly wealthy. How hard can it be to find a wife?"
As Yan Han spoke, he switched the video call to the large screen. The screen's image switched from Zhu Qianying to his mother.
"Xiao Han, are you sure that your wife, chosen from your five selection criteria, is indeed a human from Earth?"
On the screen, Yan Han's mother looked graceful and noble. She and Yan Han didn't look very similar, but her eyes carried a similar air to Yan Han's.
Yan Han shuddered!
"Tong Xiaohua, stop calling me Xiao Han!" Yan Han was furious on the spot!
Like Yan Han, his mother, the heroic woman, also had a name that didn't suit her personality and temperament at all!
On the screen, the still attractive Mrs. Yan chuckled, "Okay, son, I won't beat around the bush. Your father and I booked the ticket for tomorrow. We will be home in the afternoon. Remember, stay at home obediently and wait for us with your wife!"