Le Yao was being shaken like a rattle drum, and hurriedly raised her hand to press down on the other person's shoulder: "Qiao, calm down, if you keep shaking me, my head will be full of mush. Can you tell me what it is first?"

Qiaoqiao quickly let go, but then happily hugged her arm again: "Did I ever tell you that my aunt's niece is sick?"

Le Yao shook her head. "You didn't say that, and it's not mentioned in the book either."

“My aunt has a niece named Feng Lianyi, her own niece, the daughter of my aunt's older brother. She also graduated from Jiaotong University; she was a law prodigy back then. Now she owns her own law firm, the Dongfeng Law Firm. You can find it online. She's an absolute powerhouse. Maybe she's been working too hard, because she's recently had health problems. She can't eat anything; she vomits everything she eats.” Qiao Qiao sighed as she spoke. “She went to the hospital for a checkup, and all her indicators were normal, but she still has a food intolerance. My grandfather treated her with a traditional Chinese medicine for a while, and now she's stopped vomiting, but she still has no appetite for anything…”

"Then what?"

“Just now, right after we left, she went over there, and then my aunt said that she actually smelled the cake in the kitchen, went over, ate the two pieces of tiramisu you brought, and still wanted more…” Qiaoqiao’s eyes lit up, “What does that mean?”

What does this mean?

"That proves your skills are amazing! You saved a powerful woman, you saved a rising star in the legal field..."

Le Yao chuckled twice: "Why don't you say I saved all of humanity, saved the Earth, and saved the Milky Way?"

"That's too exaggerated. You don't have that much ability." Qiao Qiao waved her hand.

Le Yao: ...

You actually know the word "exaggeration" exists? That's really something.

Qiaoqiao's phone rang at that moment. She glanced down at it, then pulled Leyao away, saying, "Let's go home quickly."

Although Le Yao was a little confused, she didn't say anything and followed her back.

However, at the doorstep, I saw a person, or more precisely, a woman dressed smartly and with exquisite makeup.

"Cousin Lianyi." Qiao Qiao smiled as soon as she saw her. "What brings you here?"

"Isn't this for my own life?" Feng Lianyi smiled brightly, her gaze fixed on Le Yao's face. "I can eat the desserts you made, and I really want to eat more, so I have no choice but to come and bother you." She pointed to a large bag at her feet. "I brought my own ingredients."

Qiaoqiao looked at Leyao.

"No problem at all," Le Yao smiled. "I'm just glad Miss Feng doesn't mind."

“That’s my cousin, you have to call her cousin too, call her Cousin Lianyi.” Qiao Qiao nudged Le Yao.

“Cousin Lianyi,” Le Yao readily agreed.

"Good girl." Feng Lianyi carried the things into the house and took them directly to the kitchen. "Since you call me 'sister,' I won't stand on ceremony with you. I want pasta, steak, and borscht. I can help you make it."

Le Yao laughed: "Cousin, aren't you afraid I won't know how to make steak pasta?"

Feng Lianyi was taken aback; clearly, she hadn't considered this question.

Qiaoqiao couldn't help but sigh. This cousin Lianyi really didn't treat her like an outsider.

"Then...do you know how?" Feng Lianyi seemed to realize that she had been rash, and even showed a little bit of embarrassment.