It's obvious he wants her to leave

  The merchant's throat tightened, and an apple got stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

  Coughing uncontrollably.

  A flash of her own naive and provocative appearance in her younger years, "I'll have everything a girl should have, just you wait and see!"

  He indeed waited and saw it.

  What a pity...

  Fu Shang tightened his shirt again, and thought of the insult that Lu Xiao often hung on his face with disdain in the past: "Fu Ershang, you may not believe it, but a pimple on my face can be bigger than your chest!"

  In the past, she would retort shamelessly, "What's wrong with having small breasts? My face is pretty!"

  But this is something that can't be expressed in words.

  What's the use of having a good-looking face? Once the lights are off, it's still just those two lumps of flesh.

  Nian Mu Yao's hands moved deftly, the paring knife and apple a perfect combination, as he peeled the fruit with ease. A perfectly pared apple was brought to his lips, the motion elegant.

  The air is filled with sweet and fragrant fruit aromas.

  He didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all, and she also relaxed a bit.

  "Are you nervous?"

  After a while, Yan Mu Yao's words were unclear in meaning.

  "Not really..."

  "If you moved out of your family home to better prepare for the college entrance exam, I think a school dormitory should be more suitable for you. After all, living here with me would make both of us feel uncomfortable."

  It's obvious that he wants her to leave.

  He was calm and rational, but his heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, feeling depressed.

  A moment of silence.

  She sat there with her head down, a fist-sized apple tightly clenched in her hand, giving off a desolate and pathetic aura that even he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for.

  Consolation in advance.

  She was just about to speak when she obediently stood up, "If little uncle really doesn't like me living here, it's too late today... I'll move to the school tomorrow."

  As she was leaving, she turned her head three times and said reluctantly, "Goodnight, little uncle."

  Until her figure disappeared at the stairs, she couldn't wait for his opening to retain.

  She was too obedient, and Yan Mu Yao was taken aback instead.

  For a moment, he was stunned. After just a few encounters, he actually knew that Fu Shangshang, who seemed obedient and sensible on the surface, had a little devil in his heart.

  At least she has fixed up her western-style house quite nicely.

  Fu Shang's dislike of celery has reached the point where even a glance at it makes him lose his appetite, so for this reason, his family's dinner table has made concessions and simply banned celery altogether.

  He unexpectedly fell in love with that careless girl who liked to oppose him.

  Every time it's mealtime, you can always hear Nian Xi going on and on about how much he loves celery, with such deep affection that he could practically write a five-thousand-year-long "I Love Celery" series.

  Finally as wished, every day holding different flower-shaped celery sitting across from her gobbling down food.

  For a long time, Xī Guò's little people were satisfied, but every time Shāng Shāng smelled that hateful celery flavor at mealtime, he would directly vomit.

  Later, Yan Mu Yao returned to the mansion for something.

  It was late at night and he tiptoed quietly, but when he reached the second floor, he subconsciously stopped.

  At that time, Fu Shang was pressing against the wall, threatening in a serious tone, "Let me tell you, celery is toxic to sperm. I looked it up online, and being toxic to sperm means you'll become one of those eunuchs in the palace who can't get married!"

  Perhaps it's because I'm too powerful to marry a wife.

  Afterwards, at the dinner table, Nian Xi Gu never mentioned even half a word about 'Qin'.