The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 -340, Childhood Sweethearts Theory_1

Xiao Yeyang had polished off the cake in no time.

Daohua looked on admiringly, then asked, “Don’t you feel queasy?”

Xiao Yeyang gave her an annoyed glance and belched, “What do you think?”

The cake was delicious, sure, but eating one or two jin in one sitting was bound to make anyone feel sick.

Daohua snorted, “It’s your fault for giving me such a big piece of cake. If you divided it among others, you wouldn’t feel sick.”

Xiao Yeyang looked at her sideways, “This piece of cake had my name on it. Are you saying you want to give me away to someone else?”

Daohua was speechless, “It’s just a cake, not about giving you away.”

After saying these words, Daohua paused for a moment.

Wait, that sounded a bit ambiguous… and oddly unsettling.

Before she could think further, Xiao Yeyang said, “Even the cake won’t do. Aren’t you disgusted by the thought of someone else eating the cake with my name on it?”

Daohua laughed, “Why would I feel disgusted?”

After all, it was he who was eating it, not her.

Xiao Yeyang glared at Daohua fiercely, too lazy to argue any more. Seeing a bit of cream lingering at the corner of her mouth, he reached out to wipe it off.

He had intended just to clean off the cream, but as his hand touched Daohua’s soft, smooth cheek, he didn’t want to pull it back anymore.

“Smack!”

Daohua slapped away Xiao Yeyang’s hand and looked around nervously to see if anyone had noticed. Seeing no one, she glared fiercely at Xiao Yeyang, “Good heavens, can’t you keep your hands to yourself?”

“I… I was just trying to wipe off the cream at the corner of your mouth.” Xiao Yeyang showed her the cream stuck on his hand.

Upon seeing the cream, Daohua pressed her lips together, her tone softening somewhat, “Even so, you shouldn’t just touch me. You should have told me so I could wipe it off myself.”

“If others had seen what you just did, they wouldn’t scold you; they would criticize me. Especially now that you’ve got a childhood sweetheart for a cousin.”

Hearing the term “childhood sweetheart,” Xiao Yeyang stood up abruptly, “What childhood sweetheart? Don’t talk nonsense!”

Daohua, “Am I talking nonsense? Go and find out for yourself, see if that’s what others are saying.”

Xiao Yeyang furrowed his brows and looked at Defu.

Defu, grudgingly, nodded his head.

Xiao Yeyang’s expression cooled instantly, “What exactly is going on?”

Daohua was surprised, “You’re the person in question, and you don’t know?”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her and said nothing, merely staring at Defu.

Defu, “…. Madam Jiang often tells the ladies at various banquets that you and Miss Jiang grew up together in the Empress Dowager’s palace. Later, those who wanted to ingratiate themselves with the Jiang Family started the rumor about the childhood sweethearts.”

At this, Xiao Yeyang suddenly emanated a chilling aura.

Daohua couldn’t help but shiver, glancing at the big sun in the sky and discreetly moving to the side.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yeyang suddenly turned to Daohua, “Don’t believe what those people say; they’re all talking nonsense. How could my cousin Wan Ying and I ever be considered childhood sweethearts?”

“Yes, I grew up in the Imperial Palace, but I lived with the Princes. Cousin Wan Ying often played in the Taihou Palace, and I only spoke with her when I went to pay respects.”

“If that’s all it takes to be childhood sweethearts, then I’m also childhood sweethearts with the Princesses, and she with the Princes.”

Seeing Xiao Yeyang so agitated, Daohua quickly comforted him and pulled at his sleeve to sit down, “If it’s not true, then it’s not. Why get so worked up?”

Xiao Yeyang frowned, “It’s you who misunderstood me.”

“…”

Daohua fell silent for a moment, then smiled wryly, “My mistake.”

Xiao Yeyang, “It’s obviously your mistake. If you want to talk about childhood sweethearts, you and I would be more likely candidates, not my cousin Wan Ying who’s merely a slightly more familiar playmate.”

Daohua, “…”

Defu felt like looking up at the sky again.

After all this talk, wasn’t his master just trying to lead up to that last point?