The carriage drove the three people back from the youngest to the oldest.
Until Mi Xiayao returned to her villa, her hall was brightly lit, and it even looked like maids were rushing in and out.
It was obvious that someone had arrived unexpectedly.
People who can be let in by the gatekeeper have a very high status and status.
Mi Xiayao was stunned for a moment. She quickly walked towards the hall, and as expected.
Mi Lao, who was at the main seat, was sitting upright on the Taishi chair. Next to him was Mi Xiaobao, who was babbling.
Hearing the commotion, Mi Lao looked over calmly.
She immediately raised a smile and hugged him, called Mi Lao "Grandpa" obediently, and then stood beside Mi Lao.
"I received news in the middle of the night that you and A Yuan had a quarrel at the banquet organized by Lin Guogong?"
"Why did we have a quarrel?!"
Mi Lao's tone was raised, as if he was surprised by this matter.
In the eyes of the old man, he always thought that the marriage between his proud disciple and his favorite granddaughter was a good thing worth showing off.
During this period of chatting with those old men, he almost couldn't stay away from this topic.
Unexpectedly, this slap in the face came so quickly.
Mi Xiayao stood aside with her head lowered. She did not expect that after a show with Pei Xingyuan, Mi Lao actually took this matter to heart.
Facing Mr. Mi's aggressive questioning, Mi Xiayao considered the content of her words.
"Actually, at the outing party earlier, we..."
She was about to say that the outing banquet was actually just a joke, but then she remembered that she had already spread some rumors with Pei Xingyuan before.
She bit her lower lip.
This flustered and hesitant look changed the mood in Mi Lao's eyes.
He raised his brows and looked at Mi Xiayao sternly. He asked with gloomy eyes: "Did you have a fight on the day of the outing? Did you bully you? What did you bully? You are going to be wronged. You should talk to grandpa earlier.
Said."
"Grandpa is thinking of you the most. It is only fair that grandpa will pay attention to you."
Mi Lao's look of regret and enlightenment was very eye-catching.
Mi Xiayao realized that the misunderstanding was getting deeper, and she felt vaguely that her scalp was numb.
"I was just thinking... Grandpa should have a good rest. You are not required to step forward for such a trivial matter. This is really too much to make a fuss about."
She gritted her teeth and continued.
Mi Lao immediately raised his brows and slapped the table at his hand hard.
The sharp clatter of cups and saucers resounded throughout the hall.
"What do you mean by making a fuss out of a molehill!? This is not a trivial matter. Is it true that getting married is the important thing, and getting divorced is the important thing!?"
Mi Lao obviously didn't want to see these two people quarreling.
"Do you have to go through all kinds of friction to get to the point of getting married? What do you know at such a young age..."
"But grandpa, I did go through a complete marriage..."
She was cautious and rarely displayed the cautious and cowardly look that only girls can have.
Although Mi Lao was not angry when his speech was interrupted, he was not choked by the words either.
He stared angrily at Mi Xiayao in front of him.
"You have the nerve to do that for you! You are such a shameless person from the Duan family, but you were so determined to marry her back then, look at you!"
A new wave of nagging came down.
Mi Lao kept preaching until midnight. Mrs. Mi even sent someone to break up the fight, and then Mi Lao was taken away.
It was not easy to send this preaching gentleman away.
Just when Mi Xiayao wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, someone came to the door again in the middle of the night.
She had just finished washing, and there was still a little water mist on her body, and her hair was tied into locks by the water.
She held her chin and looked tiredly at the silent Buddha in front of her.
"Sir, you have been sitting here for an hour, what are you going to say? I listened to people nagging in the first half of the night, and watched people in silence in the second half of the night. Who did I provoke whom today?"
Mi Xiayao suddenly felt like her head was exploding.
Pei Xingyuan pretended to be hurt at the banquet and drank wine without refusing anyone who came.
As the number of people increased, even if he didn't get drunk after a thousand drinks, after being toasted by the people in this circle, he would still be slightly tipsy and on the verge of being drunk.
"Now the whole capital knows that there are gaps and entanglements between you and me."
"Well, this is the effect we wanted originally."
She was patiently following his words.
"So, the hurtful words you said to me were my own fault."
"Isn't this our ideal effect? If I don't hurt you, why would you want to resign my position as a female official in the palace because of love and hatred?"
She kindly handed him a glass of water.
But Pei Xingyuan didn't pick it up, but looked at Mi Xiayao persistently.
He wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "But what you said at the banquet made me really heartbroken."
"That means you're too involved in the drama, and you need to pull away appropriately, you know?"
"Which drama do you think I'm in?"
Pei Xingyuan didn't hesitate this time. He chased Mi Xiayao and asked.
Mi Xiayao sighed silently, stood up and went to find hangover medicine.
Just when she reached the cabinet, the person behind her suddenly walked over, and her back sank slightly.
Pei Xingyuan immediately put his hands around her shoulders and hugged her from behind.
The smell of sake rushed into Mi Xiayao's nose, and she frowned subconsciously.
She patted his arm and signaled him to quickly take his hand away because she wanted to get something.
"Answer me."
The deep voice entered Mi Xiayao's ears at close range.
The warm warmth fell on the edge of her ears.
He was so aggressive, unwilling to give up and persistent, there was nothing Mi Xiayao could do against him.
"The scene you're in is naturally the scene where we have to pretend to be separated."
"So it's not about our relationship, right?"
He once again shortened the scope of what he wanted to ask, and this time it could be said that he put the words on Mi Xiayao's lips.
"Yes, yes, that's right, please let me go quickly."
She just wanted to send this confused man away quickly.
When Pei Xingyuan heard the satisfactory reply, he immediately nestled into Mi Xiayao's shoulder and rubbed her neck happily.
I could hear the friction of clothes and his confused voice.
"I knew you still had feelings for me."
"no!"
She was a little anxious, as if the last secret she had hidden in her heart had been discovered.
Pei Xingyuan couldn't see her face, so he naturally filtered out the words he didn't like to hear.
She struggled to get the hangover medicine, turned around and walked with great difficulty.
She felt like she was carrying a giant sloth bear on her back. When she got the anti-alcohol medicine, she had to coax Pei Xingyuan to take it.
After the torture was over, Pei Xingyuan's clothes were completely scattered, and he fell unconscious on Mi Xiayao's bed.
Mi Xiayao felt a headache and pressed her eyebrows, and finally went to the next room to sleep.
That night, she didn't sleep well. When she woke up in a daze, she found that the sky had turned white.