Yueyao heard this and the melancholy that had just risen vanished instantly: "If Little Bun doesn't grow crooked, this marriage is still doable." Little Bun inherited all the good qualities of Niu Yanghui and Mingzhu, being smart and clever, which Yueyao quite liked.
Mingzhu playfully scolded: "How could my son, being so smart and lovable, grow crooked? Since you've said so, let's leave it at that."
Yueyao smiled lightly: "We'll wait until they grow up and if they have mutual affection, we'll settle it then." Just because she was close to Mingzhu didn't mean that Little Bun would necessarily be close to Kexin in the future. If they liked each other, that would be great. If they didn't, then this marriage definitely couldn't happen.
On the night before An Zhichen's departure, the couple talked for most of the night. It was Yueyao who remembered that An Zhichen needed to travel and couldn't talk any longer, otherwise, Yueyao could have talked the whole night.
