My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The driver's aunt looked at her pitiful appearance and nodded reflexively, "Yes, but..."

But the next moment, the driver's aunt suddenly widened her eyes, looking surprised and excited.

"Oh! I know you, you, you, you, you are that or something, hey, what's your name? Why can't I remember the name suddenly?"

The driver's aunt scratched her head and tried her best to recall the name of the woman squatting on her car.

Hearing that the driver's aunt said she recognized her, Ye Nanxi lowered her head reflexively, as if the driver's aunt could not remember who she was.

However, the driver aunt was destined to let her down.

"I remembered!"

The driver's aunt slapped her thigh, and the voice of the built-in horn instantly became a few degrees higher than before, and everyone in the car next door could hear it.

"Auntie Auntie, keep your voice down, shhh--yes, yes, I'm Ye Nanxi, I'm Ye Nanxi, don't shout, Auntie, I'll admit it."

Ye Nanxi was made to cry by the driver's mother's high-decibel voice. Before the driver's mother could say her name, she exposed herself.

The look of crying and laughing makes people laugh.

The driver's aunt, who was reminded again, realized that she couldn't control her voice again, and smirked at Ye Nanxi embarrassedly, "Sorry, auntie, I have a loud voice, didn't I scare you?"

"No, no, I'm embarrassed."

Ye Nanxi denied it again and again, and kept praying in her heart that the driver's aunt must control her Sang Ying!

"Hey, it's okay."

The driver's aunt smiled, waved her hand boldly, and then said in surprise, "Little girl, aren't you a big star? I watched TV, and the stars all have their own cars, how did you get into the aunt's car?

Did your special car stall halfway, or the tire can't be driven? "

Ye Nanxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry for one question after another question from the driver's mother, so she could only keep nodding.

Fortunately, the driver's aunt's Sang Ying was lowered a lot so that people outside the car would not hear it.

Seeing that Ye Nanxi only nodded and didn't answer, the driver's aunt didn't care, and still talked to herself enthusiastically.

After a while, the driver's aunt suddenly patted her thigh again.

Seeing her iconic action, Ye Nanxi's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Fortunately, although the driver's aunt patted her thigh this time, her voice did not suddenly soar.

"By the way, big star, my daughter likes you, can you sign me?"

Having said that, the driver's aunt searched for a while from the car before she found a small book the size of a palm and a pencil.

"sure."

Ye Nanxi took the small notebook and pencil readily, and left his name with a few strokes.

She is in the aunt's car now. If she refuses, what if the aunt is unhappy and drives her out of the car?

Just as Ye Nanxi handed the notebook back to the driver's aunt, he heard noises from outside.

Lu Zijia looked up and looked forward, and found a group of people holding signs or posters, looking at a car, as if they were looking for something.

There are still many people around who are scolding the behavior of this group of people, and even the eighteenth generation of their ancestors came out.

However, the group of people seemed to have not heard it at all, still searching for it persistently.

Lu Zijia looked back and glanced at Ye Nanxi who wanted to hide herself under the car seat.