"Sure, sure, sure, as long as you meet her and tell her for me, I'll be very happy." Aunt Zhong smiled flatteringly at Luo Xiaoqiong, "Auntie knows, you are like her, sharp tongue but soft-hearted."
"Who's like you? Stop belittling people, okay?" Luo Xiaoqiong glared at her, "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't help pass on the message."
"Okay, okay, Auntie won't say nonsense, Auntie won't say nonsense. By the way, you and Chuxia both love soft sweet potatoes, don't you? I still have some good ones at home, I'll go back and cook them for you."
Before Luo Xiaoqiong could say anything, Aunt Zhong had already run out like the wind.
"Really shameless..." Luo Xiaoqiong smacked her forehead, "Did I fall for her trick? Maybe that was her original intention all along?"
"Just realized?" Chuxia spread her hands helplessly, "She's not stupid; she knows the relationship between us."
