Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 43.1 : My luck has changed for the better, too. I have you

Chapter 43.1 :
My luck has changed for the better, too. I have you

Author: Jianjia Nizi

Translator: FoxyJung, Let4, Renkun27

Proofreader: lonelycauliflower

Having heard what he said, Yan Mingya was reticent for quite a while, then he looked up at Yan Sui. "Thank you."

His gaze slightly shifted toward Meng Ting. "And also Little Aunt."

"I was born in January. I should be older than you. I'm not little."

According to the information that Yan Sui provided, he was born in January. Although which day it was was still unknown, it was unlikely that Yan Mingya would be older than him.

However, Yan Mingya suddenly laughed. "I was born on New Year's Day [1]."

([1] New Year based on the solar calendar.)

Meng Ting was taken aback when he heard him. "Ah, then you might really be older than me. Fine, it's Little Aunt then." Zhen Han, Gu Lang, and the others also often called him little sister-in-law.

Yan Sui and Yan Mingya could not help but laugh at Meng Ting's quick acceptance. Yan Sui forked up a slice of fruit and sent it to Meng Ting's mouth. He glanced at it, bit it, then turned to look, and smile at Yan Sui.

Yan Mingya watched their interaction with raised eyebrows. He held much admiration and blessings toward Yan Sui's smile.

He was even more familiar with Yan Sui than Yan Mu. More precisely, he grew up listening to Yan Sui's deeds. Even until now, Yan Sui was still his goal that he was striving for. When he was a child, he even followed Zhen Han and lived with him back in Haicheng.

Yan Sui was a spiritual idol to him. He was someone whom he worshipped very much. Therefore, those things that others would say to him were not necessarily useful, but Yan Sui's words were different for him.

"Little Aunt, what do you think about this place?" Yan Mingya only asked after he saw that Meng Ting had chewed and swallowed the fruit.

Meng Ting looked around, then he turned to look at Yan Sui, and looked back at Yan Mingya. He said earnestly, "The food was very delicious, but the people here are hard to talk to. They only say things that I don't understand."

Having heard what he said, Yan Mingya listened to their surroundings carefully. There were people who used Xia Country's language, but there were more who used F Country's language. However, the topics they all talked about revolved around some gossips. Regardless if whether Meng Ting knew F Country's language or not, he would still be unable to understand it. This was not his fault.

However, Yan Mingya still felt that Meng Ting's words had a hint of 'Although the whole world is corrupted, I am distinct alone.' Sure enough, the person who could be liked by Yan Sui was also quite different—a man of great wisdom often seems slow-witted.

Meng Ting did not expect that a single sentence of pure honesty from him could make him earn Yan Mingya's admiration and even make himself stand almost on the same level as Yan Sui. When Yan Sui looked at their expressions from the side, he could not help but laugh.