"Why bother?" Xiao Yihao smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I don't know, I just want to see what kind of woman he married." She still doesn't believe the fact that he is getting married. How could the bride he wants to marry be someone other than herself?
She must go and see it with her own eyes before she is willing to do it
What kind of woman, Xiao Yihao has a smile on her eyebrows
"Decisive, sharp-tongued, smooth and resolute," Xiao Yihao sneered in his heart. He didn't say that his future sister-in-law would be flattering. She was cunning and sharp-tongued. He felt that he had given Jin Meihe a lot of face.
Hearing what Xiao Yihao said, Wen Yazhu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and looked at Xiao Yihao with confusion on his face.
"Do you know Mo's fiancée?"
"You mean Jin Meihe? We know him." Xiao Yihao nodded firmly. He did know him.
"Why?" Wen Yazhu sneered.
Xiao Yimo, how far do you have to go to ridicule me before you are willing to do it?
We can't blame Wen Yazhu for being sad. He has known Xiao Yimo for so many years, but she has never known anything about his family. Even Wen Yazhu has never even met his younger brother, Xiao Yihao, otherwise nothing would have happened later.
Now Xiao Yihao not only knows Xiao Yimo's fiancée, the woman named Jin Meihe, but also looks at Xiao Yihao's manner of speaking, and seems to be very familiar with her.
For Wen Yazhu, it was really unfair. She felt like she had been betrayed.
How can this not be ironic to Wen Yazhu?
"How long have Xiao Yimo and Jin Meihe known each other?" She was very curious about what kind of woman could make Xiao Yimo change so much. Now she wanted to attend Xiao Yimo's wedding even more.
She wants to see Jin Mei and that woman
She must be a woman who is so perfect that she has no reveries, otherwise Xiao Yimo, with his picky personality, would not allow his woman to have even the slightest imperfection.
As for the definition of perfection, based on Wen Yazhu's understanding of Xiao Yimo, it must be a woman who is beautiful, gentle, and generous, and can be considered perfect in the kitchen.
"I don't know" Xiao Yihao answered honestly. He hadn't had time to ask. Moreover, he didn't care about this question. He only hoped for the marriage between his brother and Jin Meihe, and there was no other reason.
Xiao Yihao has always been confused, because his brother's eyes were wrong today, different from the way he looked at Wen Yazhu
"Then when did you and Jin Meihe meet?" Wen Yazhu asked while feeling extremely pitiful. He knew that asking would make him even more embarrassed, but he just couldn't live up to his expectations.
"Not long" Xiao Yihao answered honestly. He and Jin Meihe had only known each other for a few days.
When Wen Yazhu heard what Xiao Yihao said, he didn't feel much balance in his heart. He and Xiao Yimo had been in love for many years, but Xiao Yimo had never said that he wanted to get married, and he didn't even seem to have that idea.