Old Mistress Yuan clearly did not expect Yuan Xuan to agree with her at this moment.
She was overjoyed. "Little Xuan is the most sensible one. The rest of you, stand aside!"
Zhao Ruoxin stood up and wiped away her tears. She looked at Yuan Xuan with a delighted expression, her pretty face blushing.
"Thank you, Brother Xuan!" Zhao Ruoxin said cautiously.
As she spoke, she cast a glance at Mu Chenyan who was standing by the side.
Mu Chenyan ignored the other party's subtle provocation and leaned in closer to Yuan Xuan.
However, Yuan Tian, who had been silent all this while, could not hold it in any longer.
She saw that Mu Chenyan was acting cowardly and oblivious by not objecting. Wouldn't letting this woman live here be the equivalent of welcoming a troublemaker into the house?
Yuan Tian commented in a low voice, "Brother Xuan? That's an awfully familiar way of addressing him. Are you very close with Third Brother?"
