Yan Yan put down the fried dough sticks, wiped her hands, and hugged Aunt's arm tightly, continuing to deploy her charm and cuteness as a weapon:
"Aunt, you can't adopt the 'distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors' approach like my parents did!
Our Qi Yi is so well-behaved, so handsome, so excellent.
How could Aunt easily give up on him?
I'm still counting on Aunt to help me persuade my dad and mom!"
"I certainly don't mean to take the side of your high school classmate," Aunt quickly clarified her stance.
Even referring to him as a high school classmate.
"Ah? Why? Why has even Aunt changed her mind?
Did Brother Pili drug you guys?
There's really, really nothing ever going on between him and me.
Aunt, you must believe me." Yan Yan was truly getting anxious now.
If even Aunt had changed her initial intent, then the situation was not as simple as she had imagined.
