A lavish breakfast spread was in front of Xiang Wenxin's eyes, making her heart content as she exclaimed, "Ah, when it comes to filial piety, Zhong'er really sets the standard, hehe…"
Liu Zhizhong could only respond with a forced smile, "Alright, Little Aunt Xin, shall we dine?"
"Ha ha…."
Xiang Wenxin laughed heartily, but then seriously asked, "Has Zhong'er turned into Little Zhongzi now?"
Liu Zhizhong: "…."
That quirky Southern belle, oh… her language sure has a unique flair.
Xiang Wenxin playfully added, "Little Zhongzi, this morning's meal isn't going to give your Little Aunt a nosebleed again, is it?"
"Hehe, not at all, definitely not, it's only going to replenish blood."
"Mmm, that's more like it…"
Regardless, it was a delightful breakfast.
Xiang Wenxin was indeed a fiery, spontaneous girl, easily creating a relaxed atmosphere.
