Huo Jincheng finally understood what she ant and couldn’t help but laugh, pinching her nose. "They’re not wrong."
"On the surface, that’s what they say. In private, they must be saying you’ve lost your senses over love!" Lu Xingzhi didn’t mind what others said; she was justified to be envied.
"That’s right," Huo Jincheng smirked. It was exactly losing his senses over love.
"Third Master, I raise a toast to you. I’m..." A woman sashayed over but was interrupted by Huo Jincheng before she could introduce herself.
"Sorry, I’m allergic to perfu." With that, Huo Jincheng took Lu Xingzhi’s hand and walked away.
The woman watched their departing figures indignantly, thinking to herself, how could Huo Jincheng not even react to such a beauty like her?
The little girl beside him couldn’t possibly have her charm, could she?
"Uncle, are you allergic to perfu?" Lu Xingzhi sniffed her shoulder. "I sprayed perfu today, too. Didn’t you notice?"
"I’m not allergic to yours." Huo Jincheng deliberately moved close to Lu Xingzhi’s neck, sensually exhaling.
Ah, so it was just an excuse!
Lu Xingzhi understood now.
"Jincheng, you ca quite early! Hello, Little Zhi Liao." Mo Jinyan ca over directly after arriving.
"Hello." Lu Xingzhi had t Mo Jinyan before but didn’t know his na.
"He’s Mo Jinyan, my friend. You’ve t him," Huo Jincheng clarified for her.
"Mr. Mo."
"No need for formalities, just call Jin Yan," Mo Jinyan said, looking at Huo Jincheng. "Or call Brother Jin Yan."
"No need, you can casually call him Mo Jinyan." Huo Jincheng gave Mo Jinyan an unfriendly look; even Zhi Zhi hadn’t called him that affectionately yet!
"Brother Jin Yan." Lu Xingzhi didn’t heed Huo Jincheng and called Mo Jinyan anyway, thinking it would be rude not to.
"Zhi Zhi, you don’t have to pay attention to him. No need to greet him in the future," Huo Jincheng was quite upset about her sweet address.
Mo Jinyan was clearly a year older than him, yet he got to be "Brother," while he got called "Uncle?"
Lu Xingzhi surely had eyesight issues.
These thoughts were all kept inside Huo Jincheng’s mind.
So scores will be settled eventually, if not now.
Mo Jinyan and Huo Jincheng clinked glasses, and Lu Xingzhi worried he might repeat what happened the other day, so she said, "Uncle, don’t drink too much today."
Huo Jincheng’s sharp brows slightly raised, his gaze charmingly wicked, fully aware of Lu Xingzhi’s intention.
She really reminded him, he hadn’t yet tried her shampoo and shower gel!
"Oh! Jincheng, your household rules are not good! Already being controlled so early," Qin Shihuai joked kindly as he joined the conversation.
"I still have household rules, do you?" As long as Lu Xingzhi was his family, even if being laughed at his whole life, what’s the harm?
"Oh, oh, oh, who doesn’t have a girlfriend? You think I’m like you, only now having Little Zhi Liao. I’ve experienced countless battles, passed through a sea of flowers without a leaf sticking. I don’t want ties, or to step into marriage’s grave early." Qin Shihuai rattled off a bunch of words.
"Our Uncle is happy to walk into the grave, but you don’t even have a grave plot yet!" Lu Xingzhi held grudges, rembering Qin Shihuai said he’d send her two bottles of plum wine.
Yet, she hadn’t received any.
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