"Not really." Mu Huaâen said, "Arenât people saying you shouldnât meet before getting married?"
"Nonsense."
Ye Haoyang didnât believe any of that, turned around, "Who told you that?"
"Donât ask who said it, hurry up and leave anyway." Mu Huaâen pushed him again, "Meeting before marriage will make you unhappy."
"Thatâs even more nonsense." Ye Haoyang sat down beside him, tapping his thigh against his other leg, "Can I not know if Iâm happy or not? Iâm not sick."
"What are you talking about?" Mu Huaâen didnât get his hint at all, seeing him sitting down made him unhappy, "My dad said, donât meet with you no matter what."
"Cough cough..." Ye Haoyang put down the cup he was holding.
He thought, how could his future father-in-law let him marry so smoothly, indeed he was waiting for him?
Theyâre all men, who wouldnât know whatâs going on in each otherâs minds. Okay, half a month to marriage without meeting, he won.
Seeing the little wifey wearing a mask, face blushing while staring at him, he helplessly stood up, "Alright alright, Iâll go, be good at home."
"Mm, mm, goodbye Brother Ye Er."
Hearing him about to leave, Mu Huaâen finally breathed a sigh of relief, not meeting before marriage was something her mom also said, and she still believed it.
Brother Ye Er was her regained man, she must cherish and treat him seriously, no laxity allowed.
Ye Haoyang walked to the window, contemplating the fact he couldnât even steal a kiss, felt a bit lost.
So he turned his head and blinked, "Girl, come here."
"Brother Ye Er, do you have something else to say?"
Ye Haoyang turned his head, chuckled lightly, "No more words, just a little something to do." Finished, "Mwah..."
Seeing Mu Huaâen frozen in place, he smiled in satisfaction.
"Whereâs this flower thief from, Iâll show you!"
Upon hearing the voice, Ye Haoyang looked over in surprise, discovering Mu Shaoling and Commandery Princess Dongyang hiding behind the flower bed. And Mu Shaoling was holding a whip.
The flower bed was facing the window, so he was seen stealing a kiss?
Ye Haoyangâs mouth twitched several times, as Mu Huaâen already ran embarrassed to the inner room.
"Itâs you, you punk?" Mu Shaoling approached with the whip, ready to swing it.
Ye Haoyang jumped out from inside, quickly hiding behind Commandery Princess Dongyang.
"Uncle Mu, stop pretending you donât know itâs me, you prepared so well just to wait for me?"
Mu Shaoling wasnât fond of this guy who snatched his daughter.
"Come out!"
"You unruly rascal, you donât know youâre not supposed to meet before marriage? Come out, let me give you a whipping." Mu Shaoling pointed the whip at him, "Otherwise, forget marrying my daughter."
Ye Haoyangâs mind was full of black lines, come out and let him hit him, was he stupid?
"Uncle Mu, donât pretend to be all rules-abiding, Iâve heard from my mom, when you got married, you werenât allowed to meet Aunt Dongyang, didnât you break into the post house? Weâre all men, you should understand my longing, right?"
"Nonsense!" Although Mu Shaoling was pleased with his longing for his daughter, he still swung the whip onto the ground, "When I broke into the post house, your mother was not in the Capital City."
After speaking, he saw Ye Haoyang laughing directly at him, and there, he had sold himself out.