"Ying Yue? What Ying Yue? Hubby, do you know him?"
Little Lan turned to her husband, exclaiming in surprise.
But her husband completely ignored her, instead leaping towards Ying Yue and excitedly grabbing his hand, as if afraid Ying Yue would run away: "You really are Ying Yue, how did you get here?"
"Ahem, ahem, Hong Kun, don't be so excited!"
Ning Xiyun seemed to have anticipated this, clearing her throat and saying: "He is Ying Yue, all right, but now he's your cousin-in-law, so don't be too rash!"
"Uh..."
Zhang Hongkun turned red at her words, but didn't let go of Ying Yue's hand, instead expressing wonder: "Ying Yue, Master Ying, how come you're now my cousin-in-law, this is really..."
"What are you saying?"
Ning Xiaolan tapped her husband on the head and then looked at Ying Yue apologetically: "Cousin-in-law, he's just a blockhead, don't mind him!"
"Not at all, not at all!"
Ying Yue gave a dry laugh.
"Let's go inside, what does it look like standing at the door?"