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"Where have you been?" Ouyang Zixin asked casually while having tea with Ning Zhiyuan in the Flower Hall. She noticed Rong Yi and Yun Tianmo entering together.
Yun Tianmo remained silent as he walked into the Flower Hall and sat down next to Ning Zhiyuan. Just as Ning Zhiyuan was about to fetch him a teacup, he naturally picked up the teacup in front of Ouyang Zixin and drank it all.
"You!" Ouyang Zixin didn't notice because she was looking at Rong Yi, and Ning Zhiyuan was about to say something but held back.
"Uncle, why are you smiling so strangely?" Ouyang Zixin tilted her head to look at Rong Yi. Although she always thought he was somewhat unreliable and not like the legendary expert, such a strange smile was still rare to see.
Rong Yi raised an eyebrow at Yun Tianmo, who had sat down first. Seeing his calm demeanor, he inexplicably felt mischievous. The strange smile on his face gradually faded, and under Ouyang Zixin's gaze, it slowly transformed into a hint of sadness.
Seeing Rong Yi's sudden change, Ouyang Zixin felt an indescribable sensation. She reached out and patted Yun Tianmo's arm, saying, "What's wrong with him?"
Yun Tianmo rolled his eyes at her. What could he do about Rong Yi? Shouldn't she be asking what was wrong with Rong Yi instead? He then picked up the teacup that Ouyang Zixin had used, poured tea into it, blew away the steam, remained silent, and drank.
Ning Zhiyuan also noticed that something seemed off between the two, especially with Master Rong. He suddenly felt like watching a good show and put on a concerned expression. "Master Rong, did Yun Jiu do something outrageous to you?"
Those who enjoy watching drama are often the ones who stir up trouble, just like Ning Zhiyuan.
Sure enough, Ouyang Zixin became anxious upon hearing this. She jumped up and walked towards Rong Yi. After circling around him twice, she asked, "Have you changed your clothes? How is it? Do you need a bath?"
The emotions that Rong Yi had just been cultivating were completely disrupted by these two's antics. He felt irritated; how come none of the young people today were serious? With a flick of his sleeve, he turned to leave. He didn't want to mess around with these kids here; it would tarnish his reputation.
"Uncle, hey, don't go..." Ouyang Zixin shouted after him. But Rong Yi paid her no mind and soon disappeared from sight.
Ning Zhiyuan chuckled as he returned to Ouyang Zixin and said, "Girl, your cooperation is quite good."
Ouyang Zixin proudly lifted her chin and smiled, "Of course."
"Let's continue enjoying the tea." Ouyang Zixin filled the teacup and brought it to her lips. Ning Zhiyuan wanted to remind her, but he was a moment too late.
"Wait, my teacup should have been full just now." Ouyang Zixin finally noticed something was off, looking around the table suspiciously. Opposite her, Ning Zhiyuan shrugged his shoulders, indicating he knew nothing. Ouyang Zixin quickly realized that she had clearly seen Yun Tianmo drinking tea earlier. How come there was nothing in front of him now, not even a teacup?
Don't tell her he drank it all.
"You... didn't you use my teacup?" Ouyang Zixin squinted at Yun Tianmo, who remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
"So what if I did?" Yun Tianmo looked at Ouyang Zixin, thinking it was just a teacup; soon they would share many things.
Ning Zhiyuan chuckled to himself, wanting to stir up trouble like before and enjoy the show. But before he could speak, he heard Ouyang Zixin burst into laughter—
"Oh, so my saliva is that sweet? Even the esteemed Cloud Nation's Nine Commanders can't resist..."
"Hahahaha!" Ning Zhiyuan was relieved he hadn't spoken up because nothing he could say would compare to Ouyang Zixin's words. He never expected this girl to have such guts to publicly provoke Yun Tianmo. He recalled when he first saw her at Master Rong's place; she used to avoid Yun Tianmo. Ah, how things have changed...
As he laughed, Ning Zhiyuan suddenly felt a wave of melancholy wash over him. He stood up abruptly and left the Flower Hall without paying attention to Ouyang Zixin calling after him.
"What's wrong with him?" Ouyang Zixin propped her head on her hand, puzzled by everyone's strange behavior today.
Yun Tianmo glanced at Ning Zhiyuan's retreating figure, knowing that even if he had decided to let go, he still needed time to adjust. He then shifted the topic, asking, "When will Master Ouyang Xuan return home today?"
"I don't know; probably around dinner time." Ouyang Zixin shook her head. With the competition approaching, her father had been particularly busy, coming home late every day. "Do you need something?"
"Yes, I do."
Ouyang Zixin picked up the teacup, pondering, "I didn't come back for dinner yesterday. Today, I heard from Mother that Father agreed to have dinner together, so..."
"Very good, let's have dinner together and discuss our marriage," Yun Tianmo replied.
"Pfft—"
Ouyang Zixin opened her mouth, holding an empty teacup, staring at Yun Tianmo who had not moved for a while.
"With the competition approaching, it's better to settle the marriage sooner rather than later to avoid unnecessary complications," Yun Tianmo said as he gently wiped the tea from the corner of Ouyang Zixin's mouth, his gaze filled with tenderness. "Be careful not to choke."
Careful not to choke?!
If it weren't for you bringing up such shocking words while I was drinking tea, would I have sprayed it?!
Ouyang Zixin shook her head in confusion and said, "Crazy, everyone is crazy today. No, maybe I'm the one who's crazy. Am I dreaming?"
Seeing her dazed expression, Yun Tianmo couldn't help but chuckle; his Little Woman was just so adorable.
"Does it hurt?" Ouyang Zixin asked as she looked at her hand pinching Yun Tianmo's arm. Why wasn't he reacting? Could it really be a dream?
"It doesn't hurt," Yun Tianmo nodded. How could such a small thing hurt him?
"Oh, then I must be dreaming." Ouyang Zixin said this while her grip did not loosen and even tightened.
This is what you get for making me spray tea! This is what you get for choosing to speak while I'm drinking! It doesn't hurt, huh? Hmph...
"It hurts." Yun Tianmo finally understood what Ouyang Zixin meant. He let out a pained sound and looked at her with a wronged expression. He claimed it didn't hurt just to please her; who knew she would come up with such strange thoughts in her little head?
"Does it hurt?" Ouyang Zixin smirked, narrowing her eyes as she smiled and said, "If it hurts, it means I'm not dreaming, right?"
"Of course not."
"So what you said about discussing our marriage is true?" Ouyang Zixin smiled beautifully.
"Of course it's true."
"Did you ask for my opinion?" Ouyang Zixin's smile was charming.
"Last time..."
Bang!
Ouyang Zixin slammed her palm on the table, causing the teapot and teacups to jump a little. She said, "Last time was last time. Proposing is something you do with romance—you know that, right? There should be a romantic atmosphere, you should kneel on one knee, there should be a wedding ring, and..."
"Are you unwilling?" Yun Tianmo tilted his head back, oh my, at the perfect 45-degree angle, with the sunset's afterglow providing natural lighting...
"Willing..." Ouyang Zixin had already forgotten about the romantic atmosphere, the kneeling, and the wedding ring. Forget those things; if such an outstanding man ran away, it would be over. "Let's go check if my dad is back. Liu Ying, Liu Lvy, go to the kitchen and see if we can have dinner!"
Yun Tianmo let Ouyang Zixin pull him along, smiling charmingly...
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