"Why are you arguing again?" Xie Daoyun came between the two of them with a sullen face.
Actually, she had been peeking for a long time, seeing the two of them getting noisier and more lively, and then she came out to speak.
When Minghui saw her aunt coming out, she immediately felt supported.
Took her arm and said coquettishly: "Aunt, it's Wang Zhiyuan who bullies others!"
Wang Mi took a brief look and knew that this woman was an acquaintance.
“Junior, I have met Mrs. Wang.” He bowed and saluted with a particularly upright attitude. Xie Minghui looked at him with a smile, and her expression showed appreciation from inside to outside.
Wang Langjun is so good-looking!
As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty. Xie Daoyun, a talented and far-sighted young lady, couldn't help but narrow her eyes with a smile when she saw a handsome young man like Wang Mi.
"We were going to Kuaiji and turned here. Unexpectedly, the king was also here."
“Minghui didn’t offend you just now, did I?”
“Aunt!”
“He was obviously the one who hit me, why are you still talking to him?”
As soon as Xie Minghui heard this, she became anxious.
Hurrying to defend with his eyes wide open, Xie Daoyun didn't listen to a word.
He patted her hand and said solemnly: "This corridor is narrow, so it's normal for people to bump into each other. I didn't mean it at all. Don't hold me back."
Xie Minghui’s heart skipped a beat and she shouted that it was unfair.
Wang Mi quickly said: "Mrs. Wang misunderstood. It was indeed me who bumped into Madam. I have apologized and Madam has forgiven me."
“Originally, I had some errands to attend to when I arrived in Jingkou. I didn’t know that Mrs. Wang would also be in Jingkou. If I had known earlier, I should have paid a visit earlier.”
Wang Mi showed off the style of a son of a noble family and said some very safe words. Several people walked slowly down the wooden stairs. Xie Daoyun always stared at him with an appreciative look at his son-in-law.
Looking left and right, I like it no matter how I look at it.
“We also made it on the spur of the moment, of course you won’t know.”
How come such a good husband doesn’t have a wife?
Xie Daoyun's eyes saw one after another beautiful figures passing by. It was all them who were dragging Wang Xiaolang down!
“Aunt, didn’t you say that Shen Canjun is still waiting for us outside the door?”
“Hurry up!”
“What’s there to say to this sissy?”
Seeing that Xie Daoyun and Wang Mi were chatting happily, Xie Minghui felt dissatisfied, so she took her aunt and wanted to leave quickly.
Wang Mi suddenly changed his expression.
Little lady, can you speak?
Are handsome people considered sissies?
Of course Xie Daoyun would not listen to Minghui. Instead, he turned cold and said: "Minghui!"
“Do you still have any rules?”
“How can you talk like this when you are away from home!”
Minghui was very unconvinced, and Wang Mi quickly helped: "Mrs. Wang, Huihui has a pure nature. You can say whatever you want. I'm not angry at all."
Looking tolerant, Xie Minghui didn't appreciate it at all. Instead, she gave him a blank look.
Dao Yun smiled.
“What did you call her?”
“Hui Hui?”
Xie Daoyun’s playful eyes kept flickering in front of Wang Mi’s eyes. Wang Mi knew her mood at the moment very clearly.
This is not in the 21st century, but in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the Middle Ages. A young man always used the nickname of his wife. As an elder, Xie Daoyun would be surprised if he did not misunderstand.
Wang Mi smiled cheekily and said, "Mrs. Wang, Huihui is still a child in my eyes and has never grown up."
Children?
Xie Daoyun put the two of them together and thought about it carefully.
That certainly seems to be the case.
In ancient times when early marriage was advocated, Wang Mi, who was twenty-three years old and had not yet gotten married at this age, was indeed an outlier.
And Xie Minghui was still a young girl who had just grown hair.
Compared to him, he is indeed a child.
"Speaking of which, you two grew up together. When you were young, you received the favor of Minghui. Do you still remember?"
Wang Mi’s brows jumped, Enhui, why didn’t he have any impression at all?
What exactly does Mrs. Wang want to do?
“Zhiyuan can’t figure out what Mrs. Wang is referring to?”
Xie Minghui on the side also looked confused. Xie Daoyun shook his head, thinking that neither of them could remember what happened when they were children.
I can’t remember it, but it’s amazing that we can still be so noisy.
“Aunt, what on earth is going on?”
“Why don’t I have any impression at all?”
Xie Daoyun turned around, stroked Minghui's little head, and said with a smile: "Of course you have no impression, you were still young at that time."
“But the prince should not forget that you were already twelve years old at that time!”
Twelve years old?
It’s been ten years, so I don’t remember it. It’s normal, okay?
“You know, Wang Lang has been very popular in Jiankang City since he was a child. There are almost no girls in the city who don’t like you.”
Before she finished speaking, Wang Mi felt a strange aura.
This conversation is not quite right!
"That time you were a guest at my house, and you happened to be seen by some young ladies in the back house. There were no elders in the house at that time. They suddenly became energetic. Several people gathered around you, talking and laughing with you. You
I was very impatient. At that time, Minghui was only this high." She gestured around her waist and added: "When I saw my sisters gathered together, as if they were bullying you, I rushed up to help you pull them away.
They all ran away."
“It’s you!”
Minghui and Wang Mi pointed at each other with shocked expressions.
Especially Xie Minghui, her expression can be described as frightened.
“That’s actually a man!”
She murmured to herself, but her voice was not too low. When Wang Mi heard it, he was dumbfounded.
"What do you mean?"
"say clearly!"
Xie Minghui jumped on her little feet and hid behind her aunt, curling her lips.
"Don't be too excited. I helped you because I misjudged the person."
“I thought you were a young lady from the Wang family, and I was afraid that my sisters would bully you, so I took action. Who knew you were actually a man?”
The blurry shadows of her childhood were floating in front of her eyes. She had a small face, white and tender, and a pair of big eyes, with particularly bright pupils.
“I didn’t expect that!”
“A man with tender skin and tender meat is actually a gentleman!”
“I’ve been fooled!”
Xie Minghui walked around Wang Mi, pointing and prodding, shouting that he had been deceived.
She was indeed deceived!
And he was severely deceived.
“I said that I have been unable to find that beautiful sister all these years. It turns out that she is a young man!”
Her arrogant tone and disdainful expression made Wang Mi's face turn red and blue for a while.
Xie Minghui!
That’s not because I’m handsome, that’s because you’re blind!