Xiang Wenxin wore a beautiful cow-print dress, and its black and white pattern was already quite attractive.
The short hem of the dress, since she was crouching on the hood, ended up revealing too much.
The matching narrow lace-edged trinket barely covered well, subtly protruding, with beautiful contours, making it hard for one not to have a nosebleed.
Liu Zhizhong was taken aback and saw Xiang Wenxin's playful expression on her pretty face. She even glared at him as if to say, "You deadbeat, you're supposed to pick me up, and you're daydreaming in the car?"
Liu Zhizhong felt depressed and quickly forced a smile, hopped out of the car, and awkwardly joked, "That… haha… Beauty Xin, sorry about that, I was contemplating life just now and didn't notice, haha…"
Xiang Wenxin rolled her eyes at him and cursed, "Thinking about life in the middle of the night, who would believe that?!"
Then, she jumped down from the hood, indeed attracting attention.
There were quite a few vehicles and pedestrians around, all staring!
Xiang Wenxin appeared very comfortable, unreserved.
The spontaneous and open-hearted temperament of a Southern girl was indeed unique.
Liu Zhizhong smiled and said, "My apprentice, long time no see, want to hug and express some emotions?"
"Go away, hug your own big head ghost? I'm not your apprentice, I'm your little aunt, hehe…"
Saying that, Xiang Wenxin mischievously smiled and went to fetch her suitcase.
Liu Zhizhong was slightly stunned; it seemed this title of nephew-in-law was firmly set in her heart!
He chuckled and quickly went forward to help her, picking up the exquisite suitcase from the right side of the car and placing it inside the vehicle, then respectfully opened the passenger door.
"Beauty Xin, Princess of the Xiang family, please get in the car."
Xiang Wenxin giggled, her face full of cheer, and naturally got into the car and sat down.
"Haha, you've maintained my car quite well! Hmm, really smells nice, what's the scent of this fragrance?"
Liu Zhizhong got into the driver's seat, chuckled, and said, "Oh, this is a blend of lavender and magnolia, purely extracted from plants."
"Go away, forgot what I majored in at university? This clearly has synthetic fragrance additives. You've been duped again, haven't you?" Thıs content belongs to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Uh… alas, it's hard to guard against everything these days…"
"It's okay, it's not bad, they added little and used many natural components…"
"Oh, haha… well, that's good, that's good..."
Chatting , Liu Zhizhong drove the car, taking Xiang Wenxin towards the city.
Xiang Wenxin also messaged her brother, reassuring him that Liu Zhizhong had picked her up and everything was arranged properly.
But as they chatted, they naturally turned to the purpose of Xiang Wenxin's visit — to attend Zheng Sanjing's funeral.
At this point, Xiang Wenxin sighed, "Ah, Feng Xiaoyue must be relieved, right? I don't know what she was thinking back then, insisting on marrying Zheng Sanjing! Of course, respect to the deceased, I shouldn't speak ill of Zheng Sanjing anymore, but Feng Xiaoyue and my brother were really the perfect match."
Liu Zhizhong internally commended her for being tactful, no longer calling the newly widowed a vile person.
But inside, Liu Zhizhong thought: You don't know, in Brother Xuan's heart, he and Feng Xiaoyue were also quite compatible!
Of course, he couldn't say this out loud and just nodded, saying, "Little Aunt Xin, there might be other reasons and secrets to this matter, otherwise it wouldn't have come to this, right?"
"Hmm, when you put it that way, there's indeed such a possibility, ah..."
"Plus, your brother now even has a daughter, and the son is as good as his, so it's quite perfect. Haha…" Liu Zhizhong said with a chuckle, then continued, "I'm just worried that, unable to withstand the thrill of love, your brother might renew his pursuit of Director Feng, which if it upsets the Zheng family again, what kind of situation will that be?"
Xiang Wenxin shook her head, "I can't manage that; it's now just a matter between a widower and a young widow. For me, visiting to pay respects and attending the funeral to complete my obligations is enough. Besides, in the following days, you have to keep me company here, showing me around, having some fun. After all, you've so exuberantly promoted the cultural and tourism appeal of this place, I have to see it for myself!"
Hearing this, Liu Zhizhong felt overwhelmed because he was about to fall ill!
But, not wanting to upset her, he had to agree first. Hopefully, once he fell sick, she wouldn't persist?
At that moment, Liu Zhizhong said, "Hey, of course! I wasn't exaggerating; it's really as good as I said. When the time comes, driving Little Aunt's car around, visiting mountains and rivers, is also a kind of freedom!"
"Mmm, when it comes to filial duty, it has to be Zhong'er!"
He couldn't continue that conversation!
She said it with so much authority and a naughtily smiling face.
Liu Zhizhong had to compose himself: "Well, Little Aunt, stop teasing me now! How are Uncle Ma and Qingqing doing in the UK?"
Although he had been continuously in touch with Ma Xudong and Xiang Qingqing, Xiang Wenxin had returned from Europe and had also spent a long time in the UK, so such conversations were still necessary.