"Aunty Mo?
Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, "I'm your grandmother, do you think it's appropriate for you to call me Aunty Mo?"
Ni Yang gave a faint smile, "I call you uncle and even brother Mo, so why wouldn't it be appropriate to call you Aunty Mo? Technically, I'm a generation older than you, do you think it's right for you to call me by my first name?"
Mo Baichuan's eyes flashed with noticeable displeasure, "Ni Yang, do you really have to do this? I think I've made myself clear enough!" He would never fancy someone like Ni Yang!
No matter what Ni Yang does, it would all be in vain!
Ni Yang knew he was being narcissistic again, she turned her gaze to Ni Cuihua, "Mom, I baked some fruit slices in the bread oven, can you go check on them for me?"
Ni Cuihua, being a perceptive individual, immediately carried the child into the courtyard, "Sure, I'm on it."
