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At this moment, Mo Weiqin was still standing at the entrance of the western wing's courtyard, a dazed expression on his face. His hand unconsciously reached for his left cheek, and the corners of his lips kept stretching wider until he let out a foolish chuckle.
When Fu Zhiwen arrived at the western wing, he saw him looking so idiotic and gave him a look of contempt, "Aunt Mo and the Ice People are going back to the county town, and they're asking if you want to stay or go back with them?"
Although the guy looked silly, Fu Zhiwen actually found him the most pleasing to the eye at this very moment.
Mo Weiqin steadied his emotions, his eyes flickering. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he asked, "Can I stay?"
From Zhiwen's implication, Aunt Fu had agreed to the marriage!
"It's not like you haven't stayed before," Fu Zhiwen rolled his eyes at him and then added, "But without my permission, you're not allowed to see Jingwen privately!"
