The dark cabinet only contained some fresh fruits and vegetables that had just been picked. At this moment, the old man took them all out, piled them on the table made of pure gold and inlaid with various gems, and invited Ye Qiqi to come over and eat.
Ye Qiqi ran to the table, took a look at the fruits placed on it, thanked them happily, and picked them up to eat without any ceremony.
The old man was standing next to the table, watching her eat with a smile.
Mo Hanqing walked slowly to Ye Qiqi, and glanced at the fruits and vegetables on the table with her dark eyes. After confirming that they were not poisonous, she breathed a sigh of relief.
But the old man seemed to have just seen Mo Hanqing at this moment. He raised his gray and slender eyebrows and asked slowly: "This is..."
Ye Qiqi quickly wiped her mouth and answered for Mo Hanqing in a clear voice: "He is Mr. Mo."
"Oh... My surname is Mo..." The old man looked at Mo Hanqing meaningfully, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and did not ask his name. Instead, he turned to look at Ye Qiqi and asked: "Why do you do that?" With him?"
"Huh? Mr. Mo??" Ye Qiqi said inarticulately while chewing the fruit in his hand: "Because we both got lost together."
"Does he... have anything to do with you?" The old man frowned slightly, twirled his beard in his hand, and continued to ask.
"Uh... Young Master, he..." Ye Qiqi turned around, glanced at Mo Hanqing, and replied with a smile: "She is my Mrs. Yazhai!"
“…”
Mo Hanqing's face suddenly turned ugly.
"But he doesn't seem to like being my wife." Ye Qiqi saw Mo Hanqing's face that turned cold instantly, stuck out her tongue and whispered.
"That's natural. Mrs. Yazhai is usually female." The old man looked at Ye Qiqi amusedly and explained with a smile.
"Really??" Ye Qiqi looked at him in confusion, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Is the husband usually a man or a woman?"
"The husband is male and the wife is female." The old man patiently explained to Ye Qiqi.
"Oh, that young master is my husband." Ye Qiqi threw the remaining half of the fruit into his mouth, clapped his hands and slurred.
“…”
Mo Hanqing's face... became even more ugly.
The old man looked at Mo Hanqing, then at Ye Qiqi who was standing in front of him eating happily, and asked with some suspicion: "But looking at this young master's expression... it doesn't seem like him..."
Ye Qiqi followed the old man's words and turned to look at Mo Hanqing, then smiled awkwardly and said: "Well... he doesn't like me yet..."
Her voice paused, and then she added hurriedly: "But he doesn't hate me anymore, so I think, after a while, he will like me, and after he likes me, he can do me husband."
"Oh..." The old man nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Ye Qiqi and said, "You can't force emotional matters."
"I'm not forcing it." Ye Qiqi blinked a pair of big black and white eyes, looked at the old man and said, "We have already slept in the same bed. The young master said that only husband and wife can sleep in the same bed. They are all couples.”
"Ye Qiqi!!" Mo Hanqing finally couldn't help calling her coldly.