She is the last Pixiu, a divine beast, living a life of eating and sleeping. Suddenly, she is reborn into the 1970s as a young woman descending the mountain to find her fiancé.
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"If you're hungry, go cook something."
The old man spoke.
Huo Yan pouted and could only take the old lady's arm as they entered the kitchen.
In the living room, the old man asked Yingyue to sit on the sofa opposite him, while Huo Cheng sat in a wheelchair not far away.
Yingyue looked at Huo Cheng, then at the old man, wondering if the old man had something to say.
Sensing the atmosphere was a bit serious, she leaned closer to Huo Cheng.
I habitually want to lean on him.
The small gesture made Huo Cheng's lips curl into a slight smile.
"Moon Girl".
The old man watched this scene unfold, and after a long while, he finally spoke, "Do you know who your grandfather arranged for your childhood betrothal?"
"Master said it was the Huo family."
Yingyue answered truthfully.
The surname Huo is not uncommon. Since her master did not specify, Yingyue naturally did not think of the Huo family she belonged to.
She only sought a marriage partner with someone she had grown up with, simply so she could survive in this society and have food to eat.
Now that her second condition has been met, she no longer cares much about finding a marriage partner for her child.
Seeing Yingyue's naive and innocent appearance, Old Master Huo couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had unexpectedly met his eldest grandson after leaving the mountain.
If she had met someone else, this innocent and kind child would probably have been completely deceived.
"Girl, let me ask you, if your childhood sweetheart is nine years older than you and has an illness, would you be willing?"
Grandpa Huo was too embarrassed to say it was Huo Cheng right away, so he could only ask indirectly.
Yingyue tilted her head, thinking hard.
Huo Cheng's expression remained unchanged, but his hand, which was resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, had already been gently clenched into a fist.
He was actually more nervous than he had imagined.
In the kitchen, Huo Yan, who had overheard what was being said in the living room, also secretly pricked up his ears.