"Uncle, Auntie!" Feng Qingxue decided spontaneously, blocking Wang Zhengjun's unreasonable request, as if just noticing him, "Oh, Uncle Zhengjun is here too? But you're an important person in the city and always busy. How do you find time to return to our old home? It's been over a year since our last meeting. Oh, we've reached the end of the year so the new year is just around the corner. Are you here to visit Uncle Lu and my other uncles?"
Wang Zhengjun narrowed his eyes.
He had last seen Feng Qingxue at Wang Jiao's wedding a year ago, and as time passed, he practically forgot her.
Feng Qingxue smiled, "It seems Uncle Zhengjun has a rich man's forgetfulness, not remembering who I am. But that's okay, as long as I recognize you. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if we meet face to face and I appear impolite."
Miao Fengqin was always happy to see her niece, especially grateful for her interruption, "Xiaoxue, what's the matter?"
