"She's here again..."
Since childhood, Qiao Min had always called Lan Xiu warmly.
Yet, she was an elder, so neither hitting, scolding, nor yelling was allowed.
Because of this "term of endearment," Lan Xiu, who was usually fearless, used to be terrified of entering the Gong Family home...
He caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and realized that Ah Dong had already silently turned away, his shoulders shaking continuously.
Lan Xiu: "..."
Every time in front of Qiao Min, the cool and dominant image of Lan Xiu was completely destroyed.
His mouth twitched, "Aunt Gong, could you switch to another nickname?"
"No way, Auntie has always called you this. I'm used to it. Since you were just born and hadn't even worn pants..."
"...Stop!"
Lan Xiu cleverly interrupted her before she could continue, swallowing hard in rare embarrassment and still desperately struggling.
"How about calling me 'son-in-law'?"
Qiao Min feigned ignorance, "Son-in-law?"
