Don’t Mind Her Getting Close

Yang Qiong still couldn't believe Xue Yating, as she should've had the same last name as An Xianming.

Even Xu Xiyan was rendered speechless in her seat.

Xue Yating had told Xu Xiyan that she would be bringing her to meet with someone but never told her who it was. There was no way that Xu Xiyan could have expected An Xianming to walk through the door.

What was more was that they were both uncle and niece from Xue Yating's father's side.

"That's right, he's my uncle!"

Xue Yating had her arms around An Xianming's waist, what she would always do when she was still a kid.

"…" Even though Yang Qiong had an uncle like Yang Biao, she still thought that having an uncle like An Xianming would be better.

"I kind of drank too much and had Miss Yang escort me here," An Xianming said as he tried to hide his laughter and rubbed Xue Yating's head. "Listen to me okay, Tingting? Stop making a scene."