"Of course, I'm talking about how I managed to marry you back in the day!" Jiang Nuo turned his head and smiled. He even lent a helping hand, taking the fruit platter from Mu Qiuniang and placing it on the stone table in the courtyard.
"This old-fashioned story, you don't even know how many times you've told it. Only Mingyu is patient enough to listen to you." Mu Qiuniang rolled her eyes at him.
"Hehehe... This story, I could tell it for a lifetime and never get tired. Honey, after the Yan Family's matters in the Capital City are settled, let's go to the Zhan Family, shall we?"
"Do you think your mom would want to see me?"
"Of course! Why not? You're my wife, the best wife in the world. The one she's most grateful for in her lifetime is definitely you. If it weren't for you, could her son be as outstanding as he is now?"
"You're just sweet-talking!"
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Taking advantage of the couple's sweet moment, Mu Mingyu quietly retreated.
