She even bought her a winter down jacket.
Ze'en looked at the full cargo and at Qiao An gratefully. "You're more considerate than my mother."
Qiao An said, "Then can you call me aunt?"
Li Ze'en looked at Qiao An, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Qiao An was only a few years older than her. In the past, Qiao An had lived a depressing and heavy life. She had never been as playful as today. Li Ze'en sighed. "It seems that you and Uncle are really in love. He turned you into a carefree child."
Qiao An smiled brightly. "Your uncle is a doting husband."
Li Ze'en looked at Qiao An's bright and clean smile. She called out, "Aunt."
Qiao An was dumbfounded, then answered happily, "Aye."
Then, Qiao An bought many high-end cosmetics for Li Ze'en and transferred a sum of money to her.
At noon, Qiao An received a message from Huo Xiaoran. "Honey, where are you? Hubby is here to bring you home."
