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The aunt paused, squinting her eyes.

The cake's packaging is quite unique, with a subtle gold patterned edge and a line of French text printed on the side. Even the way it's opened isn't by flipping a lid, but by pulling it out from the side.

Then, she looked down at the cake box in her hand.

A price tag was affixed to the side.

One hundred and twenty-eight.

The aunt put her cake aside.

The two boxes are placed side by side.

One big and one small.

The difference is visible to the naked eye.

The aunt stared at the large box and asked, "Who bought this cake?"

Zhang Xiulan happened to come in from outside and glanced at the table: "I don't know, it must have been Xiao Yang who bought it, right?"

The aunt reached out and touched the surface of the box.

It has a very good texture.

She flipped through the pages, trying to find the price tags.

No.

Yes, it's already been torn off.

However, the brand name is on the side of the box.

She didn't recognize those French letters, but intuitively she judged that this thing wasn't cheap and must be a good one.

"What brand is this? Is it expensive?"

Auntie asked.

Zhang Xiulan leaned over and took a look: "I can't understand it, it's in a foreign language."

Let's see the wealth of people one by one.

Zhang Xiulan said casually, "Who cares what brand it is, as long as it tastes good."

The aunt didn't say anything, but her eyes darted around a couple of times. That's what she said, but she was just very curious.

After all, your cake looks cheap compared to the other party's.

At this moment, Lu Ming walked in from outside.

Lu Yang's cousin, in his early thirties, works at a local factory.

He glanced at the two cake boxes side by side on the table, pointed to the larger one, and asked, "What kind of cake is this? The packaging is so fancy."

Zhang Xiulan spoke directly: "Xiao Yang brought this. By the way, Xiao Ming, you're well-educated, do you know what brand this is?"

"Let me search."

Lu Ming took out his phone, took a picture of the French text on the box, and then opened the image search function.

The search results are in.

Lu Ming's expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiulan asked.

Lu Ming turned his phone screen over to show her.

The search results show a high-end custom dessert brand.

Moreover, the price is seven or eight thousand for each custom-made cake.

Zhang Xiulan opened her mouth slightly.

Seven or eight thousand for a cake?

Is this cake made of gold?

After all, that's enough to buy a gold bracelet.

The aunt leaned over and glanced at the screen.

Her expression was somewhat subtle.

"Did Xiaoyang buy it?"

Lu Ming nodded.

The three of them were silent for a few seconds.

Zhang Xiulan spoke first: "Why did this child spend so much money on a cake?"

The aunt didn't respond.

She glanced again at the 128-yuan cake she had brought, then subtly held the plastic bag in her hand in front of the price tag.

Inside the main room.

Li Xixue sat next to the old lady, holding a cup of hot water in her hands.

The old lady took her hand and smiled kindly, "Young lady, are you usually busy with work?"

"fine."

"So how did you and Xiaoyang meet?"

Li Xixue thought for a moment and said, "Well... we met at work."

At this moment, Auntie came over with a water glass and sat down next to her.

"Xiaoxue, I heard from Huifang that you work in management at a company?"

Li Xixue nodded.

Is that company large?

"good."

How many people?

Li Xixue paused, considered for a moment, and said, "Several thousand people."

The aunt's eyes lit up: "A company with several thousand employees, that's quite a large company."

She glanced towards the kitchen and lowered her voice.

"So, how much do you earn a month? Is it convenient for you to tell me?"

"..."

Li Xixue tightened her grip on the water glass.

She couldn't answer that question.

Her monthly salary would shock everyone present.

No, it should be said that she didn't have a job at all, since she directly received a share of the company's profits.

Lu Yang came out of the kitchen just in time to hear this.

He walked over and interrupted his aunt.

"Auntie, my mom wants you to go help in the kitchen."

The aunt said "oh" and stood up.

But as she left, she turned back and glanced at Li Xixue one last time.

Lu Yang sat down next to Li Xixue.

"How are you doing? Are you adjusting well?"

"Good."

Li Xixue nodded, then said, "There are some questions I can't answer."

You'll get used to it.

Lu Yang spoke calmly, as if he were already used to it.

The old lady laughed beside him: "Xiao Yang, be nice to that girl, don't bully her."

Lu Yang: "..."

Grandma, when did I ever bully her?

At this moment, Lu Jianguo walked in from the backyard, carrying several chairs in his hands.

He glanced at Li Xixue and nodded.

"They're here."

Li Xixue stood up and said politely, "Hello, Uncle."

Lu Jianguo grunted in agreement and put the chair down.

He was a man of few words. His gaze lingered on Li Xixue for a few seconds before he turned and left.

Li Xixue breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Lu Yang's father put more pressure on her than on anyone else, just like her own father.

Over in the kitchen.

The first thing Auntie asked when she went in was, "Huifang, what company does your daughter-in-law work for?"

Zhou Huifang was chopping vegetables, without even looking up.

"It's a trading company, but I don't know exactly what they do."

"A company with several thousand employees, that's quite large, isn't it?"

Zhou Huifang stopped wielding the knife and glanced at her.

Why are you asking this?

Auntie smiled and said, "I was just asking casually. After all, we're family now, so it's normal to show some concern."

Zhou Huifang did not speak.

She has known her sister-in-law for many years.

She knows her personality.

They love to inquire and compare.

The aunt leaned closer and whispered, "By the way, Huifang, do you know how much that cake on the table costs?"

"I don't know."

Zhou Huifang didn't think much of it and casually said, "It's just a regular cake, how expensive could it be?"

"A regular cake?"

The aunt frowned: "This cake is anything but ordinary. I just had Xiaoming look it up. Do you know how much it costs?"

"How many?"

"Seven or eight thousand."

"Take away the young master?"

Zhou Huifang paused for a moment, thinking she had misheard.

"Seven or eight thousand."

The aunt repeated, "That brand is high-end custom-made; the cheapest one costs over seven thousand."

Zhou Huifang glanced in the direction of the main room, her eyes filled with surprise.

A cake costing seven or eight thousand...

When did this kid become so willing to spend money?

"It was probably bought by a young lady."

Zhou Huifang thought for a moment and said, "After all, this is the first time we've met."

The aunt said thoughtfully, "That girl was dressed quite simply, but she was so generous buying a cake. Her family must be well-off, right?"

Zhou Huifang replied, "Xiaoyang said her family runs a small business."