"Loh Minxian is here," Nan Mufeng said softly.
"Jing Xianjun's husband?" Jian Xi was extremely surprised.
This definition is good! Nan Mufeng raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Yes."
"Then let's go see him!"
The couple went downstairs, Loh Minxian was drinking tea, cup after cup, pouring it himself. It was unclear if he was thirsty or nervous.
In the tea room, there was only Loh Minxian. Jian Xi stood aside with her arms crossed, observing him, "Are you Loh Minxian?"
Loh Minxian stood up as if electrified, looking at Jian Xi.
It's her, it really is her...
"You're alive..." Loh Minxian was so excited that he was tearing up, but controlled the urge to hug her because Nan Mufeng was present.
Jian Xi examined Loh Minxian and praised, "Indeed, quite a talented man."
Loh Minxian: "..."
"It's no wonder Jing Xianjun was mistaken in her devotion," Jian Xi continued her commentary.
Loh Minxian was flustered. Was she lecturing him?
