"Ah," Madam Sheng Yue couldn't help but sigh gently, "your elder brother really worries me. I've told Qingqing too that Feng'er must like her, but Qingqing doesn't believe it. She thinks your elder brother is hot and cold towards her, intending to marry her merely out of responsibility. Qingqing is a girl as stubborn as an ox, and I'm at a loss for what to do…"
Mu Ruyue frowned slightly. It seemed a good conversation was in order.
Suddenly, Madam Sheng Yue's gaze lingered on the little one standing behind Mu Ruyue, excitement flickering across her face.
"Yue'er, is this little one my grandson?"
"Indeed," Mu Ruyue nodded, "Little Huang'er, come meet your grandmother."
She took Ye Sihuang's hand and pulled him to Madam Sheng Yue.
Ye Sihuang lifted his exquisitely beautiful face, his adorable visage exuding innocence: "Grandma."
"Ah!" Madam Sheng Yue laughed happily, pulling Ye Sihuang into her arms.
