"Do I really look like I was lying?" I gave an awkward smile. I had to admit, her insight was quite sharp—or perhaps she had deliberately let something slip.
"Exactly. Aunt-Master Xiaojiao had originally wanted to say something, but you stopped her ahead of time," Yuan Muying snorted.
"Actually, I was just afraid she would say something suggestive and lead everyone to unnecessary speculation. Besides, your Aunt-Master Xiaojiao's temperament really isn't suited to explaining herself too much," I said with a laugh.
Yuan Muying immediately shook her head and clicked her tongue. "That's not it at all. You may not know this, Uncle-Master, but I actually have a very close relationship with Aunt-Master Xiaojiao in private. I'm confident no one understands her better than I do. Judging from her expression just now, something definitely happened between you two—and it's been ages since you crossed realms, hasn't it?"
"Even if something happened, that was an adult matter. What, do you expect her to tell you about things unsuitable for children? I dare to say it, but would you dare to listen?" I leaned closer to her, a hint of frivolity in my eyes.
Yuan Muying couldn't help taking a step back, her face flushing. But she seemed bolder than I had imagined. After a brief struggle, she said, "I want to hear it."
I laughed speechlessly. This little girl really was probing madly along the edge of danger!
"What happened? Now you don't dare tell me anymore?" Yuan Muying blinked, wearing a triumphant expression.
I smiled and said, "That's your Aunt-Master Xiaojiao's personal privacy. You, stop prying. Besides, memories that others cherish aren't meant to be peeped at. Quit gossiping and hurry up. If you want such memories, go create some of your own."
"Who am I supposed to create them