Zhang Minghui's words made Sister Jing Xiaocha awkward and angry, and Ou Yihan's face changed slightly because of his words.

Jing Xiaocha was afraid that Ou Yihan would misunderstand, and even more afraid that Zhang Minghui would be talking nonsense, so he eagerly stopped him, "Xiaohui, your nonsense aunt is angry again... Sister Ou, don't get me wrong, Xiaohui is ignorant."

Zhang Minghui glared at Ou Yihan, obviously thinking that she had stolen Uncle Wen's bad woman.

But under Jing Xiaocha's stern expression, he didn't dare to say anything else.

When he heard Jing Xiaocha apologize, Ou Yihan smiled generously, "I won't care about children. Besides, Wen Jin and I only really confirmed our relationship two days ago. We didn't count as his girlfriend before."

Speaking of this, Ou Yihan looked up at Wen Jin again.

"You guys get in the car."

A horn sounded at the door of the villa. Wen Jin spoke calmly and reminded Zhang Minghui, "I'm going to school soon. Let's see if there is anything else I'm not ready when I go home. Don't worry your aunt all day."

Zhang Minghui immediately nodded obediently, "I remember, Uncle Wen, I must be obedient."

When he got into the car, Jing Xiaocha whispered to Zhang Minghui, "Don't talk nonsense anymore in the future."

In the occasion just now, Zhang Minghui, the boy, said that Ou Yihan was still a bad woman who stole Wen Jin.

He also said he was snatching her.

What made her look like Wen Jin?

Brother Wen is kind to her, but he just treats her as his sister. He finally has a girlfriend now. Jing Xiaocha feels sad when he sees them together, but she will never allow it. She wants to go back and destroy his happiness.

Zhang Minghui pouted unwillingly, "Aunt, don't you like Uncle Wen?"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Jing Xiaocha's face changed drastically and he reached out to cover Zhang Minghui's mouth. This was in the car, and the driver of Brother Wen Jin's house was driving in front.

The child speaks more and more unspokenly.

Zhang Minghui was covered with her mouth tightly, and she stared at her angrily, only complaining in her heart: My aunt obviously likes Uncle Wen, but she dare not admit it.

My aunt can tell him that he will help her snatch Uncle Wen.

"Don't talk nonsense anymore, don't you hear it."

Jing Xiaocha warned, and looked at Zhang Minghui and nodded before she let go of her hand covering his mouth.

**

In Wen’s garden, Ou Yihan and Wen Jin sent Jing Xiaocha and Zhang Minghui away. They did not go into the living room immediately, but said to Wen Jin, "Wen Jin, let’s go buy vegetables. When I came here just now, I saw a shopping mall not far away, so we don’t have to drive anymore. Let’s take a walk."

"Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

Ou Yihan smiled and looked up at the sky, "There are shades all the way, and you can't get any sun. Could it be that you are afraid of tanning?"

Wen Jin said with a funny look, "Since you are not afraid, then take a walk."

Walking out of the villa and walking forward along the green sidewalk full of flowers, Ou Yihan looked up at Wen Jin walking beside her. She was handsome and gentle, with elegant temperament. She quietly grew a little joy in her heart.

"Why are you watching me when you walk?"

Feeling that her eyes were always on her, Wen Jin turned her head and looked at her.

Ou Yihan smiled playfully, "You are so pretty, no wonder even that child Zhang Minghui likes you."

"How do you say this?"

Wen Jin raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Ou Yihan said, "I can see that Zhang Minghui likes you very much, so he hopes that you will be with Xiaocha and become his uncle. No wonder when he met him in the garden just now, his eyes were full of hostility when he looked at me."

"Don't take it seriously, kid."

Wen Jin smiled calmly, and Ou Yihan said angrily, "Of course I won't take it seriously. I don't know that you treat Xiaocha as your sister. To be honest, I still want to introduce Xiaocha to Shi Tian. Whether it is suitable depends on their getting along."

Speaking of this, Ou Yihan reached out to hold Wen Jin's arm and shook it and changed, "Wen Jin, do you think it's okay?"

Wen Jin did not answer immediately, his beautiful brows frowned slightly, and he looked meditative.

"I promise you that Shi Tian's character is absolutely fine."

"You can find an opportunity to ask Xiaocha one day first. If she wants, you can introduce it to him."

Maybe it was Ou Yihan's coquettish look that made Wen Jin soften, or maybe it was because he felt that he would not be able to take care of Jing Xiaocha like that in the future, so it was time to find someone to take care of her.

With his permission, Ou Yihan suddenly had a bright smile on his face and said briskly, "Okay, I'll ask Xiaocha another day. If she doesn't want to, I won't force her."

"Um."

Wen Jin nodded lightly, and he was still a little uncomfortable with Ou Yihan holding his arm like this.

However, after Ou Yihan held his arm like this, he did not intend to let go, but happily talked about another topic, "I thought that if we all have a week's vacation, we can go farther."

"Are you sure you can schedule a week?"

She said as she looked up at Wen Jin again.

Wen Jin replied gently, "Yes."

**

At night, Jing Xiaocha was lying on the bed, holding a little clay man in his hand.

But my mood was like a breeze blew up from the calm lake, and ripples were everywhere, and finally my mood became messy.

When she was at Wen Jin's house this morning, Ou Yihan said that they would go on vacation in a few days.

A certain part of the heart suddenly felt pain.

Then she felt pain that was indecipherable and indescribable, and then she subconsciously pursed the corners of her lips.

Jing Xiaocha, Brother Wen is your closest relative. No matter who he is with, as long as he is happy, you should be happy for him.

However, even if you tell yourself this way, the invisible and intangible pain will not be reduced.

Maybe within this year, Brother Wen and Sister Ou will get married.

As he thought about it, his eyes suddenly became moist. Jing Xiaocha couldn't bear to turn away the little clay man in his hand. This was given to her by Brother Wen.

The little clay man smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved, carefree, but there was endless bitterness in her heart...

Something slid down her eyes, flowed down her cheeks, and finally dripped onto the little clay man in her hand.

Jing Xiaocha raised his hand and wiped his eyes. The ringtone of the mobile phone vibrated at this time, followed by a melodious ringtone.

She held the little clay man in one hand and the other hand, and when she saw the caller ID, a hint of confusion and surprise flashed in her eyes.

He quickly put the little clay man on the small table by the bed, wiped his tears again, calmed down his mood, and pressed the answer button, "Hey, Sister Ou."

I dared not have any emotion in my voice, and pretended to be light.
Chapter completed!