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However, she felt a little strange. When she met his aunt previously, why didn't he ask her to call Su Xiuying 'aunt'?

"O-okay!" Feng Shunqing replied cheerfully.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, he couldn't help but ask again, "Are you planning to go out?"

"I'm taking her back to her hotel," said Xiangyi.

Feng Shunqing nodded. It was indeed inconvenient for a girl to stay at their home on her first visit.

"Then go back to the hotel after a meal. I'll ask your aunt to prepare dinner." Feng Shunqing shouted at the top of his voice. "Xiuying? Xiuying?!"

"There's no need, Uncle. I already made her some food. She's not hungry right now." Xiangyi quickly reached out to stop his uncle from shouting.

Feng Shunqing turned around and looked at the two of them. "In that case, sit down and have some snacks."

"That's alright, Uncle." Xiangyi kindly refused.