"Qian Jiyun!"
Shang Ningluo gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and glared at Qian Jiyun.
But would Qian Jiyun care about her? Of course not.
He looked at the tray in An Jiuyue's hand and reached out to take it.
"You made this for Zheng'er and Rong'er?"
"I didn't forget your share. It's in the tent." An Jiuyue chuckled. She understood what he meant and glanced at her tent.
"I made some chestnut cakes and taro cakes. They're all your favorites," she said.
"Let's go see Zheng'er and Rong'er."
Qian Jiyun smiled and nodded. He pulled An Jiuyue to another tent—the two children's tent.
"Jiyun… You…"
Shang Ningluo watched them leave and was furious.
She had assumed An Jiuyue would feel inferior due to her haggard appearance and would not even dare to meet Qian Jiyun. She did not expect them to flirt with each other in front of her.
How shameless! It made her look at her in a different light!
