Aunt Lin stared after Yu Siting's retreating figure, her expression flashing a hint of bewilderment.
She had been calling Yan Xi "Young Mistress" for so many years; suddenly asking her to change the way she addressed her was bound to be uncomfortable.
After Yu Siting left, she sighed softly and continued cooking.
The dietitian, who had started working at the Yu Family's old mansion only after Mrs. Yu's legs became inconvenient, was standing by to help. She had never seen Yan Xi before, which piqued her curiosity.
"Aunt Lin," the dietitian asked hesitantly, "is the Yan Family's second young lady truly the young master's wife?"
Aunt Lin's countenance fell with a sigh, showing a trace of helplessness and loss.
"Yes, she was."
Just as Yu Siting had said, he and Yan Xi were already divorced, and judging by his demeanor, it seemed he had no intention of remarrying Yan Xi. Therefore, it was uncertain whether Yan Xi would remain their Young Mistress in the future.