Su Aihong, although a lively person, always wanted a sweet, tender daughter, but unfortunately, fate didn’t favor her, as she gave birth to three stinky boys.
Before, Qiu Chunli knew she wanted a daughter and often had Ji Xiaowen try to win her over, but Su Aihong and Ji Xiaowen didn’t vibe, and despite her efforts, Su Aihong couldn’t warm up to her.
She was much better to Sun Zhenling, another niece, because of this, Ji Xiaowen often complained to Han Jingheng about Su Aihong, but Han Jingchen wasn’t fond of Ji Xiaowen either, so he just let it go in one ear and out the other, never taking it seriously.
Now, everything seems understandable.
Su Aihong reached out to poke Xinyan’s forehead, "Such a sweet talker, just knows how to make me happy."
Xinyan wasn’t really trying to flatter, she said coyly, "Auntie, I’m really not lying, recently I’ve been minoring in French at my department, it was a bit challenging at first, but I’ve finally got the hang of it these days. From now on, I’ll come back here on weekends, I love your fried sauce noodles the most."
Su Aihong’s smile widened upon hearing Xinyan’s words, "Well, that’s no problem, you come whenever you have time, and Auntie will make it for you."
They laughed and chatted as they walked inside. Xinyan took out some herbal wine she had prepared from her space and put it in her bag, along with her homemade face cream and roasted red tea.
Han Jingheng had been a soldier before, and due to spending extended times in the snow during missions, he had leg problems, predicting weather changes better than the forecast.
After making the herbal wine, she gave her father a bottle when she was at home before, and the rest she hadn’t had a chance to send out.
Han Jingheng heard the sound in the courtyard and came out smiling, "Yanyan, you finally remembered your uncle, oh, wait, aren’t you here because you’re riding your Second Brother’s coattails?"
Xinyan felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Who says so? I might not have time to visit, but I always have you in my heart."
Then she opened her bag, "Look, this is the whitening moisturizer I brought for Auntie; it’s an improved version, even better than the one I gave before."
Su Aihong was excited now, initially indifferent about the products from her niece; she used them as a stopgap when her Snow Cream ran out due to her busyness with her eldest son’s wedding.
Unexpectedly, the product worked wonders, and she was worried about how to ask her niece for more as she ran low.
Not expecting today’s surprise, "Our Xinyan is still the best, the moisturizer you gave me last time was really effective, much better than the Snow Cream I bought at the department store, I was fretting over what to do when it ran out, seems we really have a special bond."
Han Jingheng had never seen his wife so pleased by something, though her face indeed looked much smoother and more likable.
Seeing his niece bring a gift for his wife, he couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous, "Yanyan, your Auntie is happy, but what about your uncle?"
Xinyan chuckled, "Uncle, are you jealous?"
Han Jingchen glanced at his brother with disdain.
But Han Jingheng didn’t care, "Yanyan, is there something for your uncle too?"
Xinyan saw his eager expression and took out a bag of tea from her bag, the same as what she gave her dad, freshly roasted red tea, "Uncle, this is red tea, I had a friend bring it from the south, it’s great for warming the stomach in winter."
Han Jingheng was pleased now, taking the red tea and waving it in front of his wife and brother, "Xinyan is still the most considerate."
Su Aihong couldn’t stand it anymore, laughing and scolding, "How old are you now, are you acting childish?"
Han Jingchen also said, "This tea is indeed great, you’ll know once you try it."
Han Jingheng thought there was more to the words, "Are you saying you’ve already tried it?"
Han Jingchen didn’t answer directly, instead raising his eyebrow, "I’m her real dad."