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Fang Mos face darkened.

What little meatballs? And how many did she mean by a lot of them?!

Little meatballs would be eaten the same way as the big one here! Hmph!

Were going to start reciting the 300 Tang Poems tonight! Fang Mo said in an intimidating voice.

Meatball felt like crying. Did she say something to piss off her brother again?

An Yibei, on the other hand, went up to Si Bai and looked him up and down.

You said Pepsi is your wife? he asked casually.

Si Bai nodded earnestly. Good evening, Uncle.

Heh. An Yibei adjusted his glasses with his middle finger. I see youve got some balls, little one, for coveting my niece!

Si Bai pondered those words for a while before replying with a tentative voice, Are you Pepsis maternal uncle and my mother-in-laws brother?

An Yibei was surprised. The kid looked no more than two or three years old and was barely old enough for nursery school. But somehow, he had figured out the family hierarchy that could confuse quite a few grownups.

However he didnt like that mother-in-law at all!

Dont you know that youre not supposed to address a girl that way before youre married? An Yibei said coldly.

He successfully frightened little Si Bai with his imposing manner and impassive face.

Si Bai pursed his lips. Im sorry

Since youve admitted you mistake, then Before An Yibei could say good, Si Bai clenched his fists and said solemnly, Dont worry, Uncle. Ill grow up soon and marry Pepsi!

An Yibei was speechless.

Somebody please show him how to love again.

Ignoring the infatuated little brat, An Yibei looked around, but couldnt see An Xiaxia anywhere.

He grabbed Qi Yanxi by the collar. Have you seen Xiaxia?

Qi Yanxi was playing eagle catches chickens with the kids and he was playing the hen. He cried out when An Yibei grabbed him. Gosh! Shes in the living room! Let go of me! My chickens are going to be taken!

An Yibei rolled his eyes. Good luck, mother hen.

He strode into the villa to find the inside brightly lit. On the supersize TV screen was the New Years Eve Gala. Love songs resonated in the room.

Looking around, he soon spotted An Xiaxia.

She was in the kitchen. The tall, handsome man beside her was cutting fruit with graceful movements and she was putting the pieces on a plate. Before she could finish, the man bent over and kissed her on the mouth. She blushed prettily.

It was a beautiful picture.

She was beautiful.

But neither of them were his anymore.

An Xiaxia saw him at that moment. She pushed Sheng Yize away and hurried out. Brother, youre here!

Yes. Without knowing it, An Yibei looked at her lips. They were pink, smooth, and looked a little swollen.

His head began to throb.

He cleared his throat and said, Do you have a minute? I need to talk to you.

Sure. Lets go to the study, then.

Alright.

In the study.

An Yibei took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to her.

Whats this An Xiaxia took it hesitantly. She opened it to find a bank card inside.

Your wedding is tomorrow and this is your dowry, An Yibei said without preamble. Take it. Dad saved up for you. Hell be sad if you gave it back.

Hm thank you.

Dummy, you dont need to say thank you to me. An Yibei smiled self-mockingly. Well, Im sure youll be the most beautiful bride tomorrow. I Im looking forward to it.

He then rubbed An Xiaxias hair and left without looking back.