"Chen Jiu, you..." Peony listened to Chen Jiu's analysis, and for a while she was somewhat silent. She was really amazed at the little man's powerful logical reasoning and deeply convinced of it.

"You can rest assured, Sister, you don't have to advise me, I have a sense of propriety!" Chen Jiu's unexpected calmness made the peony feel a little terrible.

A hairy boy, who was supposed to be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot when he learned that his dear aunt had been taken away, but he didn't. This made the peony look at Chen Jiu and say, "Chen Jiu, you can think so best. You...