Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

At this moment, Wen Zhi’s mindset, because of Han Yu’s words, had developed an aversion to him.

"Auntie, could you please stop and listen to me for just a moment? Just a few words," Han Yu, with his long legs and large strides, stepped in front of Wen Zhi and also blocked her path.

Wen Zhi said irritably, "Aren’t you annoying?"

Han Yu put on a conciliatory smile and spoke gently, "Actually, I can guess that Sister Weiyue’s visit this time is very likely for Uncle."

Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow, "So what?"

Did it even need to be said? Even a foot could tell that Miss Xie’s pursuit to Licheng must be for Shang Hexing.

Of course, it didn’t exclude the possibility that she was just being kind, coming to visit the old lady who was ill in bed.

But obviously, the former possibility accounted for ninety-five percent!

"Auntie, please let me finish," Han Yu completely blocked Wen Zhi’s way, his expression serious, "Sister Weiyue is obsessed with Uncle, but her character won’t allow her to fight for him, so rest assured, she won’t compete with you for Uncle."

Wen Zhi chuckled, "Is your uncle some kind of commodity that needs to be fought over?"

"No, no, no!" Han Yu’s hair stood on end, and he was startled, "That’s not what I meant, ugh, my bad for being inarticulate and speaking thoughtlessly."

Wen Zhi turned her face away.

Han Yu knew Wen Zhi was getting very impatient, but he had to finish what he was saying, "What I mean is, no matter what Sister Weiyue says or does when she arrives, could you please be a little more magnanimous and not hold it against her?"

Wen Zhi: "..."

Already annoyed and impatient from being repeatedly blocked by Han Yu, Wen Zhi was now dumbfounded by Han Yu’s absurd plea.

"Han Yu," Wen Zhi began speaking, first laughing out of irritation, then asked, "How can you be so ridiculous?"

Han Yu was taken aback.

Wen Zhi directly asked, "According to what you’re saying, if Xie Weiyue slaps me, I should just bear it?"

"Sister Weiyue would never do such a thing."

Han Yu assured Wen Zhi earnestly, "Sister Weiyue is so well-mannered and composed, she would never resort to violence against you."

With the conversation having reached this point, Wen Zhi had nothing else to say. She chose to stay silent, as talking with Han Yu was futile. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

In his eyes, Xie Weiyue was like the Laurel Goddess herself, pure and wonderful.

If she said another word, Han Yu’s rebuttals would continue non-stop as if spilling from a dictionary.

Forget it, Wen Zhi simply pushed past Han Yu, and before walking away, left a remark, "Now that’s the height of absurdity, ridiculousness giving birth to more ridiculousness, absolutely preposterous!"

Han Yu: "..."

His spirits dashed for no more than two seconds, he turned and followed her again. Wen Zhi was utterly annoyed, and she warned him coldly, "Don’t come any closer to me!"

"Auntie."

"And stop calling me auntie; I get annoyed just looking at you."

Han Yu thought to himself, ’This woman is so emotionally unstable, what exactly does Uncle like about her?’ The negotiation just now had not gone well; once Sister Weiyue arrived, she would surely target Sister Weiyue!

No, he had to prevent it!

He absolutely could not let Sister Weiyue be slighted in any way.

Han Yu caught up to her.

Wen Zhi was thoroughly annoyed by him.

The two argued all the way to the courtyard. Wen Zhi couldn’t bear Han Yu’s relentless nature any longer and turned her head, decisively dropping the words, "You’ll handle the shepherding task today."

"Wen Zhi, that’s enough!" Han Yu looked displeased, "Are you taking my respect for granted? I respect you for the sake of Uncle and without Uncle to back you up, what are you worth!"

Wen Zhi suddenly turned around, "What am I?"

Han Yu’s expression was abashed, he had once again spoken without thinking, forgetting his promise not to provoke Wen Zhi!!

"Let’s pretend I was just spouting nonsense before," Han Yu said and then immediately clamped his mouth shut.

Wen Zhi gave him a glance and turned to enter the house.

Han Yu stood there, his complexion worse for wear.

He was doomed; this woman would surely complain to Uncle. Once she did, he’d not only have to tend the sheep today, but probably face worse than just shepherding.

"Ugh!" he slapped his mouth, "When can I learn to keep my own mouth shut?"

...

After meeting Shang Hexing, Wen Zhi did not tell him about the conflict she had with Han Yu.

She concealed it well, and Shang Hexing didn’t notice anything.

But today, there was an additional person at the dinner table.

That was Xie Weiyue, dressed in the local attire.

She had changed her clothes immediately upon arrival, and the outfit looked as though it had been tailor-made for her, fitting perfectly.

"Sister Weiyue, you must be tired from your long journey, have a roasted bun," Han Yu heartily placed a roasted bun into Xie Weiyue’s bowl.

"Thank you," Xie Weiyue said with a smile.

Today’s Xie Weiyue, from head to toe, exuded a charming aura, and especially her every frown and smile, could mesmerize those who watched for too long, regardless of gender.