Aunt Bai looked at Ji Yunhuan, "So was your mom good to you? When she was still around."
Ji Yunhuan nodded without hesitation, "She was very good to me. My dad was, too. They just... passed away too early."
"It's clear your mother was a wonderful person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have raised such a fine child like you." Although Ji Yunhuan had a bad temper, after spending time with her, she didn't seem as spoiled as rumors suggested.
Moreover, her demeanor and poise reflected the grace of a well-bred lady.
The type of mother determines the type of daughter. From looking at Ji Yunhuan, one could tell her mother was a good woman.
Ji Yunhuan smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. My mother was a good woman, but I'm not a good child. I am quite headstrong."
Aunt Bai laughed, "You're too modest."
The servant had already cut the cake that Ji Yunhuan bought and brought it over.
