Chapter 3902

But Qin Wuyan didn't say the second half of the sentence: "Her strengths are like the scorching sun, but when the scorching sun appears, those stars will hide and cease to exist."

Qin Wuyan lowered his head, drooping eyelids, concealing the rolling tenderness in his eyes, and continued to murmur: "As for Miss Huixian, she has a pair of skillful hands, and she speaks softly. She is good at both female craftsman, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting. Like a delicate flower shining on the moon, when she speaks, her voice is as crisp as a wind chime..."

But no matter how nice Min Huixian is, what does it have to do with him?

Until now, he seems to be unable to remember what Min Huixian looks like, and he forgets it when he looks at it.

If Min Rui was here, he could easily hear the alienation in Qin Wuyan's words. A man can only understand the woman he loves so thoroughly, and he knows each other's shortcomings like a treasure.

Only for women who don't know enough, will they just talk in general and praise in vain.

But Min Huizhu is not Min Rui, and the saint has long been driven mad by Qin Wuyan's words. A woman who is caught in the mood of jealousy cannot tell the true meaning of the words of the man she likes.

Min Huizhu gritted her teeth: "You really have feelings for that bitch."

Min Huizhu turned around, slammed the door hard with a "bang", and went to find Min Zhixing.

The bedroom was empty, and the servants were locked out, and when only Min Zhihang and Min Huizhu were left, Min Zhixing's drunken appearance that was almost unconscious had long since disappeared.

Instead, it was full of eyes.

"You really came out?" Min Xingxing sat on the edge of the bed, frowning: "He really has a crush on Huixian from your second uncle's family?"

"Yes." Min Huizhu's voice was cold: "Once Second Uncle gets involved with Qin Wuyan, your status in the mansion may be lost.

Now that I am a saint again, I can't force Qin Wuyan to marry me, but I can't make Min Huixian cheap either. "

Min Zhixing twisted his beard: "But on the Qingming Terrace, he clearly inserted that pearl hairpin into Zhuang Xiaoyu's bun in public, could you have made a mistake?"

"It's impossible to make a mistake." Min Huizhu put her hands behind her back: "Father, from a man's point of view, no matter in terms of figure or appearance, is it Min Huixian or Zhuang Xiaoyu who looks better?

Regardless of Zhuang Huaisen's deep hostility towards Qin Wuyan from the very beginning, and his constant efforts to prevent the two of them from being together, which of those things a normal man can tolerate just because of the two idiots of the Zhuang family?

Even if Qin Wuyan really liked Zhuang Xiaoyu at the beginning, he was probably worn out by these accumulated injuries.

Now that there is Min Huixian who is better than Zhuang Xiaoyu in all aspects, and the second uncle is still praising Qin Wuyan, he is afraid that his daughter will be wronged, if it is you, how would you choose? "

With his eyes closed, Min Zhixing felt that any normal man would choose Min Huixian.

It's a pity that Qin Wuyan was not an ordinary man from the beginning.

Min Zhihang seemed to have made a great determination: "The entire Min Mansion will only belong to your brother in the future. As long as I live for a day, no one will be allowed to disagree with me..."

Min Huizhu smiled charmingly and enchantingly: "Daddy is reluctant to do anything to his own brother, but a mere niece can still be given up.

Leave this matter to me, it happens that no one knows..."

Within a few days, it was reported in the mansion that Min Huizhu was ill, and she was still suffering from lovesickness. This news was widely circulated among the servants in the mansion...