"Of course I remember," An Xiaonuan nodded, widening her eyes to look at Yun Qingxi, "Qingxi, you want to..."

"Of course, it's to teach her a lesson!" Yun Qingxi said indignantly.

"Uh..." An Xiaonuan hesitated for a second, "But Xixi, I'm already thirty or forty."

"So what?" Yun Qingxi felt that age wasn't an issue in this situation. "Little Warm Auntie, you wouldn't seriously believe such nonsense, would you? You're the most youthful goddess I've ever met. Even if someone said you were only twenty, it wouldn't be unbelievable. Besides, you don't look old at all! That person is obviously in the wrong and just trying to attack you because they have their own distorted worldview. Why should they criticize you?"

An Xiaonuan wasn't unaware of Yun Qingxi's formidable combat prowess. However, having never witnessed it firsthand, seeing this future daughter-in-law so fierce left her momentarily taken aback.

Yúnqíng realized a little late, her heart started to feel a bit nervous and anxious. "Little Nuan Auntie, did I…"

"Xixi, I think you're right!" An Xiaonuan seriously interrupted her. "Before, when something like this happened, the uncle wouldn't let those who spread rumors get away with it. Now that the uncle is busy with something else, it's my turn to step up."

Yúnqíng's nervousness instantly vanished: "So..."

“So I decided to go to Xuan Mei tomorrow, the day after tomorrow too, and the day after that too. I'll take delicious food to give to the uncle every day. If I meet anyone gossiping about me again, I will definitely not let them off!” An Xiaonuan clenched her little fists and said firmly.

Yun Qingxi:：“……”

Heaven and Earth bear witness, how could this possibly be an aunt? Which aunt could possibly be so adorable?

"Well, Xixi, you don't support Auntie Xiaonuan?" asked An Xiaonuan.

Yúnqíng xī yáo tóu rú bō làng gǔ: “Zhì chí, dāng rán zhì chí!” Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

What are you kidding me? How could I possibly not support it?

Someone wants to stir up trouble in An Xiaonuan and Ye Mingjue's relationship, Yun Qingxi is the first to disagree!

She knew that if something similar happened to her and Ye Ziyu, An Xiaonuan would definitely stand up for her. Even before becoming a prospective daughter-in-law, she and An Xiaonuan had gone beyond friendship. Their relationship was more like family.

That night, Yun Qingxi and An Xiaonuan chatted for a long time, so long that An Xiaonuan didn't return to her guest room to rest but slept in Yun Qingxi's bedroom instead.

When Yun Qingxi woke up the next day, she couldn't remember what time she had fallen asleep the previous night.

This was the first time she realized that there could be other girls besides Yu Feifei who could talk to her like this, as if they had known each other for a long time and had endless things to share.

In fact, she and An Xiaonuan had known each other for many years. However, the last time they met, she was still a little kid being held in An Xiaonuan's arms.

This feeling is a bit subtle. Yun Qingxi tries her best not to care about the age difference between herself and An Xiaonuan. Anyway, when they walk side by side, you can't tell who is the elder and who is the younger at all.

"Xixi, why don't you teach me how to make Marguerite cookies? I'll make some for Uncle." An Xiaonuan suggested.

Yun Qing xi nodded and agreed, “Good, this cookie is easy to make and smells great. Mr. Ye should like it.”

When An Xiaonuan came here before, she heard Ye Ziyan mention once about Yun Qingxi's making of a margarita cake.

Those small cookies with the soft, creamy yolk filling are simply divine!

Two people came to the kitchen, found the raw materials and work, and began baking.

"Xixi, when did you learn to do these things?" An Xiaonuan was a little curious.

She didn't know much about Yún Qīng Xī's life. She had almost no idea what Yún Qīng Xī had gone through these years, which made her feel a bit inadequate as an aunt.

"I don't know either…" Yun Qingxi shook her head, "Maybe my mother taught me before. After all, the Xin family wouldn't teach me these things."

Now she speaks of the Xin family with calmness, no longer burdened by past anxieties and tensions.

Yes, she had stayed at the Xin family before. The past could not be changed, all she could do was bring Xin Huai and his people to justice. Only then would it be some kind of atonement for what had happened.

"Also." An Xiaonuan nodded.

When it comes to Qiao Zhen, An Xiaonuan feels sorry for her.

Joe Jen was such a gifted designer, kind-hearted and strong. It's unbelievable that she just vanished without a trace.

It's all Cheng Hongzhen's fault, that scumbag. He ruined Qiao Zhen's life and almost got his daughter Yun Qingxi killed too.

An Xiaonuan could imagine that if Qiao Zhen hadn't divorced Cheng Hongzhen back then, or if she had been deprived of custody by Cheng Hongzhen, Yun Qingxi would have grown up beside Cheng Hongzhen. What kind of situation would she be in now?

That hypocritical, selfish and deceitful man will definitely treat Yun Qingxi as a tool for profit, just like he used the girl named Chengyun. He wants to use her to curry favor with powerful families like the Ye family. In the end, how could Xi Xi be happy?

Just as I was thinking about it, the oven began to fill with a delicious aroma.

"Auntie Xiao Nuan, the cookies are almost ready." Yun Qingxi stared at the Marguerite shortbread in the oven through the glass, watching its color gradually deepen.

The little crispy cakes are round and plain-looking. At first glance, they don't seem to have any special features. Only when you take a bite can you experience their unique crispness and aroma.

"You absolutely must not overbake them, or the bottom of the small pancakes will burn and they'll smell bad. They'll also taste bitter." Yun Qingxi said.

An Xiaonuan watched her intently focused on the small pastry, just like she used to be.

I'm also a foodie and occasionally cook some dishes. Whether they taste good or not, the uncles always appreciate them.

Perhaps it was because some of Yun Qingxi's characteristics were similar to her own, so An Xiaonuan liked this little girl, Yun Qingxi, very much.

"Okay, it's done!"

Yun Qing, full of excitement, picked up her oven mitts and took out a large plate of Margherita mini pizzas from the oven.

Golden, crispy pastries lined up on a baking sheet. Just the smell alone makes your mouth water.

"It looks so delicious!" An Xiaonuan could no longer hold back the cravings in her stomach.

"Little Auntie Nuan, try this." Yunqingxi picked one up, carefully blew it cool, and handed it to An Xiaonuan.

An Xiaonuan took it, took a bite, and nodded repeatedly: "Well... this is simply delicious. No wonder Ziyān likes it so much!"

Yún Qíng was amused by An Xiaonuan's way of eating. Such a carefree An Xiaonuan, who would have thought she was the mother of three children?

"Aunt Xiaonuan, if you like it, I'll make more whenever I have free time and send them to you and Mr. Ye."

"Don't go to so much trouble, I can do it myself," An Xiaonuan waved her hand, embarrassed to let Yun Qingxi, the younger generation, bring food for herself, "By the way, it's almost lunchtime. Let's go to Xuanmei first."

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