Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 1233 - 1234: Seeking the Master

Chapter 1233: Chapter 1234: Seeking the Master

"Even if she doesn’t love me, I, Yun Hao, still have no regrets."

"I can’t let go, can’t let go. What must I do to be with her for a lifetime? I’m willing to give everything."

"Even if she doesn’t love me, I, Yun Hao, still have no regrets."

These words, teeming with love and pain, became clearer and louder in his ears.

"Wife, what’s wrong with you?" Seeing Meng Yunhan’s complexion suddenly turn pale, Yun Hao hurriedly supported her with concern.

Meng Yunhan shook her head. "I’m fine, maybe a bit of heatstroke, no big deal."

They had come this far; how could she shrink back now? There was no turning back.

Reborn in this lifetime, she could finally unravel all these truths.

Meng Yunhan stepped away from Yun Hao’s embrace, keeping a bit of distance between them.

Yun Hao felt a heavy sense of loss as his arms emptied, an uncomfortable feeling.

"Ahao, can you wait for me at the door, please?" Finally at the doorway, Meng Yunhan looked at Yun Hao with pleading eyes, hoping he would wait for her. There were some things she had to resolve herself.

Yun Hao had been living with Meng Yunhan for nearly twenty years and rarely saw his wife plead with him like this.

Under normal circumstances, he would not hesitate to agree, but at this moment he didn’t know whether he should.

He was conflicted.

What was his wife’s purpose in coming here?

He had no clue at all.

"Ahao..."

Yun Hao ultimately loved Meng Yunhan more, unable to bear denying her when she pleaded like this. "Then, wife, if anything happens, just shout out."

Meng Yunhan stepped forward and hugged Yun Hao briefly. "You’re very warm."

Then she entered the temple without looking back.

Upon seeing the Little Monk, Meng Yunhan quickly approached, "Master, I wish to see your grandmaster?"

The Little Monk looked at Meng Yunhan, unsure which grandmaster she wished to see.

"You should know I was coming today," Meng Yunhan thought, knowing that if someone possessed the power to defy fate, their cultivation would not be low and they would certainly know she was meant to come today.

"Yes, Ms. Meng, please follow me." The Little Monk led the way.

Hearing herself addressed in that way, Meng Yunhan’s heart sank. Was this dream about to end?

She really didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to leave many people behind.

Leaving so willingly was definitely impossible.

She was soon going to face a choice. What should she do? What should she do?

She didn’t want to choose, didn’t want to choose.

Meng Yunhan couldn’t calm her heart; at this moment, her heart was in turmoil.

"Ms. Meng, the grandmaster is in the meditation room." The Little Monk led Meng Yunhan to the doorstep, then nodded and left.

Meng Yunhan looked at the meditation room.

When she first dreamt herself here, she knew that the temple’s incense offerings were assiduous.

"Ms. Meng, please come in!"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, was it one of the grandmasters?

In her past life, because of the grandmaster, Ahao’s life-saving grace had led to the defiance of fate.

But in this lifetime, they really had no such indebtedness.

Meng Yunhan took a deep breath. It had come to this; she couldn’t back down now.

Be it a forward step or a backward step, the cut would be just as deep.

She pushed open the door and walked in.

She saw the grandmaster seemingly meditating.

"Ms. Meng, please take a seat."

Meng Yunhan sat down, looking at the grandmaster, and was a bit shocked. "You..."

He seemed much older. What exactly was happening?

Was it possible that the defiance of destiny, or this dream, had cost him his life?

The grandmaster looked at Meng Yunhan, his face gentle and inscrutable. "Ms. Meng, you’ve seen me before."