Afterwards, it was Tsumabuki Minami who came down and coaxed Master Nie home. Along the way, listening to Master Nie's endless questions, Tsumabuki Minami was really confused. He really wanted to tell his master that his mother's pastry business was just a business transaction. Whether in Japan or China, reciprocity is a virtue.

But his master was a simpleton, so there was no point in explaining. He couldn't understand at all and would only get stuck on the details. Moreover, Tsumabuki Minami had his own selfish motives and wanted to further develop the master-disciple relationship, so he was too lazy to explain and let Master Nie continue with the beautiful misunderstanding.

When my cousin found out about this, she gave Master Nie a good scolding and went to talk to Quanzi, telling her not to take it to heart and just think he was crazy. Quanzi wasn't angry, of course; she was just a little scared at the time. Looking back, she found it funny. She had never seen a man more foolish than Master Nie; he was adorably silly.

However, sometimes fools are lucky. Master Nie's first presumptuous marriage proposal left a deep impression on Quanzi. After that, she secretly began to pay attention to this man. Their relationship was no longer just polite business dealings. Tsumabuki Minami would also occasionally tell some interesting stories about his master at home, and Quanzi's understanding of Master Nie deepened.

As time went by, the two naturally came together. Everything happened in a natural way. There was no passionate love, just a simple life together. They didn't have a wedding banquet. Quanzi didn't want to have one because she was embarrassed, since it was her second marriage and she was getting on in years.

Master Nie always listens to her. He used to listen to his cousin, but after getting married, he listens to his wife. He doesn't have to worry about anything. Quanzi also enjoys being relied on. She takes care of Master Nie in every little thing, even more diligently than his cousin used to. Master Nie used to be a bit unkempt, but after getting married, he became a handsome uncle, all thanks to Quanzi.

Quanzi's married life was also very happy because Master Nie never interfered with her life. She could do whatever she wanted, and there were no formalities or etiquette between husband and wife or family. She was very relaxed and carefree. Even if she didn't wear formal clothes or makeup on holidays, it was fine. She could sleep until ten o'clock in the morning and no one would say that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a wife.

This kind of life made Quanzi feel relaxed and she became younger and more beautiful. A happy marriage can make a woman radiant, while an unhappy marriage will wear down a woman's spirit. Therefore, women don't actually need to buy expensive cosmetics, but they definitely need to marry the right husband.

Today, Quanzi was dressed very elegantly. Her creamy white cashmere coat made her look radiant, and her shiny black hair was styled into a simple and elegant updo. She wore only light makeup and minimal accessories, just white pearl earrings and a delicate watch. Her bag was a classic LV checkered style. She looked to be no more than forty years old.

Zhu Zi and Quan Zi knew each other. He asked Quan Zi for a small mirror, placed it in front of Ye Qingqing, and remained silent, his intention to expose Lu Mo's blatant lie.

The mirror was too small, and only showed a sausage mouth. Ye Qingqing didn't react for a moment, wondering whose ugly mouth it was. But she quickly snapped back to reality, grabbed the mirror, and looked at herself again, seeing her disheveled face.

Her eyes were red and swollen, her makeup was a bit messy, and the ugliest thing was her mouth, which looked a lot like Ouyang Feng in "The Eagle Shooting Heroes". How could she possibly be seen in public?

Ye Qingqing glared at Lu Mo, knowing he was lying to her. And those two little brats, she'd beat them to a pulp when they got back. Ye Qingqing glared menacingly at her son and daughter, but her gaze softened considerably when she looked at her youngest son, An'an. This little guy was so sweet.