"No way, my husband isn't that kind of casual person," Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath, "You're pretty yourself, and he hasn't made any improper moves on you after so many years, right?"
"You're so hurtful with your words," Mu Qingyue closed the book in her hands, "Makes me want to hit you."
"Oh, I'm just describing it," Zhu Nanzhi blinked, "We're all buddies now, right?"
Mu Qingyue snorted, "If you keep this up, I'll find someone to bully you with."
"My husband? That could work."
"Ha."
Mu Qingyue thought her reasoning was perfect, standing on 'mother' and Aunt Ruo's side, leaving Nanzhi speechless.
"I wonder how late my husband will be busy tonight," Zhu Nanzhi peered down, "Probably can't do anything with him."
"Why don't you ask Aunt Ruo what she thinks of Junior Brother."
"True," Zhu Nanzhi nodded, "that's more important."
As she spoke, she let out a small 'hmm', "Fox demon."
