What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

The Cui family’s main stronghold was not too far from Xuanji Hall.

Ye Yu set out in the morning and arrived at his destination by the afternoon.

As soon as they arrived, they were greeted with an extremely high standard reception.

The formation of welcoming lines aside, what truly made people lose their composure was that enormous banner.

"Warmly welcoming the future husband of the Cui family’s eldest young lady back home!"

Look closely—really look closely—the words “future husband” were bolded and enlarged.

Did this look like the Cui family had a change of heart?

It looked more like they were afraid Xuanji Hall might change theirs.

Otherwise, why go to such lengths? A banner stretching for a thousand meters, as if they feared no one would notice.

But honestly... was this really a prestigious God Realm family with a long heritage?

Why did it feel more like an overly enthusiastic aunt from a village waiting at the airport to pick someone up?

Ye Yu felt a bit embarrassed and walked forward, waving his hand in an attempt to have the Cui family take the banner down.

It was too eye-catching.

The display was too grand—it genuinely put pressure on people.

However, just as he raised his hand, it was suddenly grasped by a smiling middle-aged man.

"Welcome, welcome! Welcome back home, Young Master! Come, come, let’s go inside and talk!"

Ye Yu gave no response and immediately pulled his hand back.

Being held with both hands by another man felt extremely uncomfortable.

If not for the saying “one does not strike a smiling face,” Ye Yu would have kicked him on the spot.

The middle-aged man’s smile did not fade. He walked ahead, leading the way, and introduced himself.

He was the chief steward of the Cui family’s main peak, named Cui Fu.

This was the Cui family’s main peak—only direct lineage descendants were allowed to reside here.

As for the other bloodlines, they were spread across more than a hundred surrounding divine mountains.

It could be said that within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, all of it belonged to the Cui family.

Without exaggeration, across the entire God Realm, families like the Cui family—producing talents in abundance—could be counted on one’s fingers.

They had been passed down for countless tens of thousands of years, with deep foundations, and they placed extreme importance on rules.

"Since you have already entered into a marriage agreement with the eldest young lady, you are the future son-in-law of the Cui family."

"No matter what you want or what you wish to do, just say the word. We will handle it with our full effort."

"Please, feel free to command us!"

By the time Cui Fu finished speaking, he had already brought Ye Yu into a grand hall.

There, a chubby middle-aged man sat at the main seat, his build comparable to Ye Zhendong’s.

However, judging by his appearance, he carried a few more degrees of sternness.

Cui Fu stepped forward and cupped his hands.

"Master, the Young Master of Xuanji Hall, Ye Yu, has arrived."

The middle-aged man nodded and casually pointed to the side.

"Be seated."

Ye Yu’s heart suddenly trembled.

Master?

Could it be... this was that girl’s father?

No, that didn’t make sense. According to his plan, he was supposed to meet her and leave—not directly face her parents!

To avoid any awkward misunderstanding, Ye Yu immediately turned his head to look at Cui Fu.

"This is Cui Yanshui’s father?"

Cui Fu replied, "That’s right. This is your future father-in-law, Cui Baisheng. Young Master, I will not disturb the two of you from building your relationship. I shall take my leave first."

Cui Fu left swiftly—extremely decisively.

In the vast, empty hall, only Ye Yu and Cui Baisheng remained.

A son-in-law and father-in-law meeting for the first time—it was awkward for both of them.

Their gazes instinctively avoided each other.

The silence in the hall was suffocating.

Unable to endure the atmosphere, Ye Yu took the initiative to break the silence.

"Ye Yu of Xuanji Hall greets you, Uncle."

After all, “future husband” still had the word “future” in front of it, so at this moment, Ye Yu naturally addressed him as “Uncle.”

He had thought this would prompt Cui Baisheng to start talking.

But unexpectedly, the other party only replied with two words.

"Good. Sit."

Huh???

Ye Yu was instantly filled with question marks.

So concise?

Or did this old man have some prejudice against him?

Ye Yu slowly sat down, his expression calm as ever, but his mind was in turmoil.

A malicious father-in-law targeting his son-in-law, trying to break off the engagement?

An old man unwilling to let his daughter be taken away, putting on a cold front?

Dissatisfied with his future son-in-law, and therefore unwilling to speak?

Every possible reason ran through Ye Yu’s mind—but all of them were negative.

Why not positive ones?

Wasn’t it obvious?

If Cui Baisheng were satisfied with him, would he really say nothing at all?

What Ye Yu didn’t notice, however, was that Cui Baisheng’s gaze was still avoiding his.

Neither of them looked at the other.

In this quiet and oppressive atmosphere, half an hour passed.

This was truly unbearable.

Ye Yu could no longer sit still. Just as he was about to stand up and take his leave, a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire walked in from outside.

She was Cui Yanshui’s mother, Du Minghui.

Ye Yu was quite familiar with her—she was his mother Shi Tiange’s close friend and had often visited Xuanji Hall when he was young.

Seeing her arrival, Ye Yu immediately cupped his hands.

"Greetings, Aunt Du."

Du Minghui’s expression hardened.

"Still calling me Aunt Du? You should be calling me Mother-in-law!"

Ye Yu gave an awkward smile and subconsciously glanced at Cui Baisheng, who sat above.

The attitudes of this couple seemed somewhat different.

One was warm, the other cold.

Did this represent their stance on the marriage?

Ye Yu’s small movement was immediately noticed by Du Minghui.

She looked up toward the main seat and said sternly, "Why are you sitting so high? Come down here and tell me—what were you two talking about before I arrived?"

Cui Baisheng slowly stood up.

"Nothing."

Ye Yu couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly.

Not a single word had been exchanged.

Du Minghui snapped irritably, "Look at you—three kicks wouldn’t even force a word out of you! Yu’er is our future son-in-law, and you don’t even know how to be a bit more approachable?"

"Yu’er, don’t mind him. He’s just a silent block of wood. Little Shui just got back as well—I’ll have someone take you to see her!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu immediately agreed.

As long as he didn’t have to stay here, anywhere was fine.

Afterward, Du Minghui arranged for a maid to lead Ye Yu to find Cui Yanshui.

After watching them leave—

Cui Baisheng walked to Du Minghui’s side.

She asked softly, "What do you think?"

After pondering for a moment, Cui Baisheng said in a low voice,

"The intelligence was inaccurate. That boy has already stepped into the mid-stage True God Realm... not the early-stage New God Realm."

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