She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Looking at the woman with a gentle smile in front of him, Yan Zhan frowned.

He thought his attitude was clear enough.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Zhan's displeasure and indifference were clearly shown on his face.

A more thin-skinned woman might have just given up.

But who can blame Xiao Ziying for being an extraordinary person?

She really liked Yan Zhan's abstinence, and coupled with his temper, it would be great if she could make him her slave.

"Look at what you said, senior. I think Manshu is cute and I want to get to know her, right?"

"Besides, Manshu just returned to the Yan family, and I just came back from abroad. My uncle asked me to get to know Manshu better, and bring her along when I attend any gatherings in the future."

"I don't need you to take me." Yan Zhan didn't buy it at all.

Would Mr. Yan be willing to let someone he wasn't even familiar with take care of his newly adopted granddaughter?

He was not familiar with Xiao Ziying at all and would never say that.

Xiao Ziying didn't know that Yan Zhan could easily see through his little lie.

Mr. Yan's original words were simply that Manshu had just returned to the Yan family and was unfamiliar with everything, so if they met him outside in the future, he should ask Xiao Ziying to take care of him.

Xiao Ziying naturally agreed. She thought to herself that if she married Yan Zhan in the future and Yan Manshu didn't act like a troublemaker, she would take care of her like a niece.

If this girl is a hopeless person, then Yan Zhan should just ignore her in the future.

A hundred years after Old Man Yan passes away, won't Yan Manshu still have to rely on Yan Zhan?

However, she remembered that Yan Zhan and Yan Manshu had come down from the third floor together before. The two must have been hiding something before, so they came here to test her.

"Look at what you said, senior, would I harm Manshu?"

"She is your niece, which means she is also my niece. I will definitely treat Manshu as my own niece."

At this time, Manshu picked up the glass of water that Yan Zhan handed to her, took a sip, and her eyes narrowed.

Treat her as your niece?

"Then I have to call you Aunt Xiao, right? Doesn't that make you sound old?" Manshu acted like a fool.

When he asked this question, his eyes were blank.

Xiao Ziying almost had a heart attack. Calling her auntie or something like that would of course make her sound old. She wasn't even twenty-five years old yet, and she didn't want to have a seventeen or eighteen-year-old niece at all!

"I think Aunt Xiao doesn't want to be my aunt, but the third aunt, right?"

Manshu saw Xiao Ziying's face flushed and said deliberately.

When she said this, Xiao Ziying became shy and timid: "Manman, what are you talking about, kid?"

She seemed to be hesitant to say something, and she even glanced at Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan didn't even give her a glance: "Manman!"

His voice was cold and stern.

When Manshu looked over, the momentum suddenly subsided.

Somewhat helpless, he ruffled her hair deliberately: "Don't talk nonsense."

Manshu was extremely upset. The woman's eyes were glued to him, didn't he notice anything?

The word "voyeurism" is just right for Xiao Ziying.

"I am not talking nonsense. I think Aunt Xiao is young and beautiful, and as good as Uncle San. When you two stand together, you are a perfect match. It's simply heavenly..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Zhan interrupted her with a sharp voice: "Yan Manshu!"

There was a warning in Yan Zhan's tone, and anger was gleaming in his eyes.

He no longer cared that Xiao Ziying was present. He snatched the cup from Manshu's hand and left by grabbing her wrist.

Xiao Ziying watched the uncle and nephew leave and wanted to follow them.