Jiang Xiaohuang nodded weakly, and suddenly, as if remembering something important, her eyes lit up and she said, "Mo Chen, tell me, if grandma and grandpa knew that I opened this bun shop, would they be happy?"
Mo Chen looked at her with a warm smile on his face, and said affirmatively: "Of course they will be happy. They will definitely be proud of you."
"Oh, right," Jiang Xiaohuang suddenly remembered something and looked at Mo Chen with sparkling eyes, "When will you take me to see your mother? I really want to see her."
Mo Chen was slightly stunned. Looking at Jiang Xiaohuang's expectant eyes, he felt touched. He said seriously, "I'll take you there once the bun shop's business stabilizes. My mother will definitely like you if she sees you."
Jiang Xiaohuang smiled happily after hearing this. Her smile was as bright and beautiful as fireworks blooming in the night sky. She said, "Okay, I can't wait."
Moonlight streamed through the window into the bun shop, illuminating the entire room. Jiang Xiaohuang quietly looked at Mo Chen. Under the soft moonlight, she suddenly felt that this young man who had accompanied her on her journey to find the bun shop had unknowingly entered her heart and become an indispensable part of her life.
"Mo Chen," Jiang Xiaohuang said softly, her voice as gentle as moonlight, "From now on, let's work together to expand this bun shop all over the world so that more people can taste our buns, okay?"
Mo Chen looked into her sparkling eyes, as if he saw their bright future. He nodded vigorously and said firmly, "Okay, let's spread our bun shop all over the world together."
And so, in this small bun shop, the heartwarming story of the young lady from the prime minister's mansion and the young master of the demonic sect continued. Their journey through the martial arts world was free of the thrills of swordplay and bloody battles, but only of the alluring aroma of buns and the sweet smell of happiness that permeated the air. And Jiang Xiaohuang finally understood that the so-called best buns in the world weren't magical products that could grant immortality, but rather the ability to live ordinary lives as sweet as honey with the one you love.
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