"..." Lan Xin Ai looked exasperated.
"Sister-in-law, do you like these gold-made flowers?"
Xi Yuran looked at her warily. Women usually liked these vanity things. He hoped his aunt wasn't that shallow.
"How old are you to be thinking like that?"
Lan Xin Ai looked at Xi Yuran with a headache, Little Ran's expression showed he was ready to keep an eye on her, which really left her speechless.
"Just because I'm young doesn't mean I don't know anything."
If it were the past, Xi Yuran would definitely retort that he's not a child, but he knew saying this would be pointless, so he phrased it differently.
"What do you know, I have no idea who these people are."
Having said that, Lan Xin Ai stopped paying attention to Xi Yuran and turned to the man in the lead, "Who asked you guys to deliver these flowers?"
"Miss Lan, we're just delivering flowers."