Maybe Nie Xiaoyun, who is used to facing storms, is using this way to relieve her tension?
"Auntie, the entanglement between Yiyi and me is a bit complicated. Avoiding her doesn't mean I'm an irresponsible man..."
Zhou Wang replied helplessly.
But then she suddenly thought of something, and hesitated to speak.
"Zhou Wang, you... how about just calling me by my name?"
"Is that... appropriate?"
Zhou Wang was taken aback, not expecting Nie Xiaoyun to make such a suggestion.
"At a time like this, what else can we do but talk to each other?"
Nie Xiaoyun smiled, "If we're both about to die, the previous status and relationships aren't that important anymore... You always call me 'Auntie, Auntie,' but I really don't like to hear it."
Zhou Wang looked at Nie Xiaoyun's beautiful face that seemed untouched by time, and he realized that, without the layer of relationship with Ding Yi, Nie Xiaoyun was also just a woman, and no woman likes to be called old.
