Lan Jinyao didn’t do anything, and she didn’t think of anything, she just pulled the aunt aside to the sofa and chatted with her all day.

Speaking of Jiang Cheng’s habits, the taciturn aunt suddenly started talking non-stop. Every detail, small and large, was spilled about his childhood, all the way up to adulthood. Lan Jinyao, on the other hand, just smiled and listened with an earnest look on her face. Sometimes, she’d acknowledge the aunt with a word or two. Seeing her like ...