After spending some time together, she gradually came to understand how impressive Wang Fugui was, and increasingly understood why the Old Ancestor valued him so highly.
Now, she had no objections to marrying Wang Fugui at all.
When Yun Mengyu heard this, her face darkened: "Don't even think about it. Fugui won't marry you. You're just a little girl, you don't know anything yet, stop going on about marriage every day."
"Hmph~ When I grow up, I'll definitely be prettier than you."
"You? Haha~"
"Sister Mengyu, just you wait, I definitely won't lose to you."
The two of them, one older and one younger, started bickering like a pair of fighting cockerels.
Ji Yueer, who was watching from the side, covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.
The scene was truly lively~ Only the composed Young Master Fugui was calmly drinking tea, unaffected by the chaos.
