Yan Yi stood by, looking at Bo Nian with gentle eyes, not upset by her blame, rather, he seemed a bit delighted by it.
Mou Wen saw the harmony between the young couple, smiled and didn't intervene.
Yan Yi's attitude in admitting his mistake was impeccable. He patted Xunxun on the head and smiled, "Yes, yes, it's my fault."
Xunxun, being a master at balancing peace, immediately stopped being angry, gave Yan Yi a chance, then grinned, "Uncle Yan, when are you and my Auntie getting married?"
Oh, this kid, will he ever stop?
Mou Wen glanced at the little guy, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you your Auntie is getting married?"
Of course, she couldn't bluntly say who told you Yan Yi is your uncle, shouting names out of nowhere.
Xunxun obviously understood what his mommy meant, but he had his own thoughts, being a clever little rascal, "Mommy, but Uncle Yan seems to really like Auntie.
