"You're calling him by name?" Yige raised her eyebrows, looking at Mu Yan.
"Sometimes I call him uncle." Mu Yan said.
"Haha." Yige laughed heartily, her slightly husky voice resembling a bold person of the martial world, "You're calling him uncle? Haha."
Mu Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and she said in a low voice, "He's ten years older than me, I can't bring myself to call him brother."
"It's fine, calling him uncle is good." Yige patted her shoulder, her laughing eyes shimmering with watery waves, even more striking.
Mu Yan pursed her lips, admiring Yige's smiling face.
"Little Yan'er, I like you, come find me to hang out more often." Yige said.
Mu Yan blinked, "Of course, I'd love to."
"What delicious food did you bring me?" Yige asked while leaning over to look at the takeaway boxes on the table, as she spoke to Jin Jumo.
"Spicy chicken gizzards, braised lion's head meatballs, and seasonal vegetables." Jin Jumo said.
