Memories flashed through her mind like lightning, and Nan Xian was slightly stunned. Her gaze towards Ding He unconsciously became more complicated.

It wasn't that she had any prejudice against her family relationships, but rather that she felt sorry and guilty—she felt sorry for her experiences and guilty that she hadn't been able to notice and help her in her past life.

Fortunately, none of that has happened in this lifetime.

I can't just stand by and watch this little girl who's been with me for ten years get hurt!

Just as Nan Xian was silently planning how to help Ding He, the phone rang.

I picked up my phone; it was a call from Yao Mingke.

As soon as the call connected, an excited whisper came from the other end: "Ah Xian! I just got home, and as soon as I turned on my phone, I saw the trending topic. Are you really going to collaborate with Amandine?"

Nan Xian was instantly infected by her high spirits and couldn't help but smile as well, "Of course, is that even a lie?"

"That's amazing!" Yao Mingke was genuinely happy for her. "Wow, you've got another title now—Amandine China Brand Ambassador, that's fantastic!"

Nan Xian chuckled, "I'll let you in on a little secret, but I'm actually not an ambassador."

"Huh?" Yao Mingke suddenly tensed up. "But all the gossip I've seen says you're the next brand ambassador... Wait, could it be that the media is deliberately hyping you up for the sake of traffic? No, this won't do!"

Hearing her concern for her, Nan Xian felt extremely comforted. She quickly explained, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's not flattery, it's just Amandine's marketing tactic. I'm actually Amandine's chief spokesperson in China, and this is to get even more exposure when the official announcement comes later, so..."

Before she could finish speaking, an even more excited and frantic scream came from the other end.

"Ahhhhh! What!!!" Yao Mingke could barely hold her phone, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she jumped around the living room. "It's actually the chief spokesperson!"

Nan Xian helplessly held her phone a little further away, touched her ear, and said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "I'm getting an endorsement deal, why are you more excited than I am?"

"How could I not be excited!" Yao Mingke finally calmed down a bit. She took a sip of water and continued, "After you officially announce it, won't I be the sister-in-law of Amandine's first Chinese general spokesperson? I'll be so proud to talk about it when I attend gatherings in the industry!" She then imagined the scene and chuckled.

Nan Xian teased, "Tsk tsk tsk, aren't you ashamed? You're already calling yourself sister-in-law?"

Yao Mingke smugly hummed twice, "It's only a matter of time. Anyway, I've decided to pluck this repressed flower of yours, and nothing can stop me—hey, someone's ringing the doorbell, I'll go check it out, wait a minute."

"Okay." Nan Xian replied, switched to her earphones to answer the call, and ate a couple of bites of rice.

The conversation between Yao Mingke and the deliveryman could be faintly heard through the earphones, followed by the sound of her footsteps approaching.

"A package arrived, but I don't remember buying anything these past few days. It's so small, what could it be..." Yao Mingke muttered to himself as he took out a small knife from the drawer and opened it.

A brief silence, then suddenly—

"ah!"

A scream exploded in Nan Xian's ears. Her hand trembled, her chopsticks slipped, and a beef ball rolled off the table with a "glug glug".

She quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Blood..." Yao Mingke's voice trembled, "There was blood in the package!"

Nan Xian's expression changed drastically, and she stood up abruptly. "Ming Ke, don't touch it yet! Maybe this is just someone's prank, but you must remember to lock the door! And call the police immediately!"

"Pfft—" Yao Mingke finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter on the other end of the line, "Oh, I was just kidding you, it's just a regular delivery!"

Nan Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then her heart instantly returned to normal. While feeling relieved, she couldn't help but be a little angry: "Why did you scare me with this kind of thing? I thought something really happened to you. Don't do it again next time!"

"Haha, I know, I won't tease you next time! This must be my mom's package. She's been buying weird and strange things lately, and my dad even had a fight with her about it. So now she sends all her packages to me. My house is practically her personal warehouse..." Yao Mingke muttered to herself.

Nan Xian couldn't help but ask curiously, "What strange thing?"

Yao Mingke removed the last layer of foam paper.

"Hey, this isn't too weird, it's actually quite pretty—it's a peony, but the material is probably... cinnabar?"