As for Liu Yumei, she had long noticed that the interactions between the two children even surpassed those of old married couples.
It sounds absurd, but that's the reality.
Liu Yumei holding her granddaughter's hand spoke earnestly:
"For Xiao Yuan's matter, unless he personally brings it up, there's nothing Grandma can do; it's not about Grandma's willingness to bleed."
Alii's gaze dimmed.
Seeing her granddaughter like this, Liu Yumei felt genuine heartache, disregarding the typical respect and order, she just wanted to cheer up her granddaughter:
"My skill level as a sister could at best teach someone like Ali, that wooden blockhead."
Alii blinked at Liu Yumei.
Liu Yumei smiled, hugging her granddaughter in her arms, gently stroking her back.
Previously, Alii would resist these affectionate gestures, but now she had learned to restrain herself.
