The making and fermentation of vinegar were related, and the principles of fermentation were, of course, biological in nature. An Nuan was an expert in the vinegar-making field of biology.
Qin Yanan was clearly showing a growing tendency to specialize in this field.
She just hadn't expected that after muttering a couple of complaints, he would beat and scold her again. Feeling a little wronged, Qin Yanan stopped talking. Wasn't her resentment perfectly justified? He had come over early in the morning from Juyuan Residential Complex, which naturally meant he had spent the night at An Nuan's place.
Under those circumstances, wasn't it only natural for her to be a little jealous?
Back during New Year's Day, she had thought that the Gregorian New Year didn't really count as New Year's. But now that the Lunar New Year had passed as well, she could no longer avoid the cruel reality of being another year older. She was already twenty-six this year.
Though, judging by Ye Sijin's age, her current age didn't really count—but she was Qin Yanan now, after all, a twenty-six-year-old old maid.
The memories and details of how Ye Sijin and he had been set up by Su Mei still lingered in her mind, but they were ultimately somewhat distant and unfamiliar, like watching some beautifully shot porno. It was still different from experiencing it firsthand.
On the night of Lunar New Year's Day, a woman her age ought to have spent the evening with her boyfriend or husband, at either her own home or his.
What about Qin Yanan? She had changed into all sorts of cheongsams, pajamas, slightly—really only slightly—suggestive loungewear, long stockings, short stockings, garter stockings, and so on, taking countless selfies.
They all looked quite good. Girls these days were bold with their selfies,