A sweet and sour taste spread like sweet rain, lifting the corners of her mouth.
"Thank you, eldest senior sister. You have always cared for us just like in the old days. Is this a reunion gift between senior and junior sisters?"
"No!"
Ye Qinghong shook her head, her eyes as cold as a wintry pond, slowly speaking under Mo Ke's puzzled gaze.
"This is wedding candy between me and the master. Should you start calling me Mistress from now on?"
"Ah?!"
Mo Ke lifted her head abruptly, looking at Ye Qinghong in surprise, her face as white as snow showing nothing but bewilderment.
As the heir to the Heavenly Calculations, this was the first time she had revealed such an expression in public.
So, it looked quite amusing,
"Eldest senior sister isn't joking, right?"
"..."
Ye Qinghong shook her head.
The smile on Mo Ke's face slowly faded.
"So it is. Since the candy has been swallowed by junior sister, you wouldn't agree to return one just the same, would you, senior sister?"
