"Can you use an oven? The finished product really tempts me, I feel like this method can help me achieve my dream of unlimited sugar-roasted chestnuts."
Chen Yan was eating while browsing through these comments.
She glanced in the direction of the kitchen and muttered to herself:
"Could it be that Yueyue was just making sugar-roasted chestnuts? Then what was she doing with the hammer? These women with romance on their brains always seem a bit off mentally."
After muttering a couple of sentences, Chen extracted her phone and sent Ren Jie a message:
"Working overtime tonight? Your aunt misses you!"
While sending it, Shen Jiayue's voice rang in her ear:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder you're an old woman approaching forty, being so bold and spicy with your messages, even calling yourself aunt... Are you guys playing that big? Oh my, begging for a pair of unpolluted eyes..."
Chen Yan didn't expect her cousin to see her private messages, and her face flushed a charming red:
