Lan Yue listened to Nuoyan's words, watched the smile on her face, her nose felt a little sour, and her eyes started to heat up.
Since she knew she was Lan Yue and learned about the grievances between them and the Xiao Family, she never dared to hope for acceptance from Xiao Chen's family.
Nor did she dare to imagine sitting together like this for a meal, with Nuoyan serving her food.
She bit her lip, struggling to hold back tears, "Thank you, Aunt."
An Ziqi chuckled nearby, chiming in, "Call her Mommy, why are you still calling her Aunt?"
Lan Yue bit her lip, somewhat embarrassedly glancing at An Ziqi, trying to stop her from teasing.
She was two years older than An Ziqi, and after the exchange in the kitchen earlier, they found they got along quite well.
An Ziqi laughed softly beside her.
Lan Yue was indeed a bit embarrassed, Nuoyan smiled but didn't say anything.
The little one's big eyes darted around everyone, then showed a big smile.
