Aunt Chen opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she was too aware of Qin Yue's temper, so she nodded: "Young Master, Young Madam, take your time."

The word "Young Madam" choked so much that Jian Ran almost spit out the mouthful of water she just drank, and her delicate and beautiful face was stained with a blush again.

Seeing her surprised look, Qin Yue said again: "The aunt who was in charge of my diet just now, you can call her Aunt Chen in the future."