2018, you don't deserve to be the Yu family's daughter-in-law.
Yu Lingqian frowned and walked over, "It's not the first time anyway."
He seemed to have vaguely heard the words "Saint Jue Feisi" just now, what is Mu Anran trying to do?
"You..." Mu Anran fumed.
She angrily glanced at the bag Yu Lingqian was carrying, "Have all the chestnuts been processed?"
"Yes." Yu Lingqian took off his suit jacket and handed over the bag, "Those seven-aunts and eight-aunts are Grandpa's cousins, there are many people and much gossip, just do your part later."
Mu Anran's eyes curved in a smile, "Are you worried about me?"
Yu Lingqian's eyes flickered, "I'm worried about your intelligence."
"Hey!" Mu Anran puffed up her cheeks irritably.
Dinnertime arrived quickly.
Mu Anran had prepared most of the things earlier, leaving the rest to Madam Lin and her team.
