Xin Ya's father picked up the wine, and Ye Cong hurriedly put down his chopsticks and picked up the wine cup in his hand.
"I know that our Ya'er has no academic qualifications, and she has no specialties. She was able to send her younger brothers and sisters to school, and she can earn so much money every month because of you nobles. This is her fortune. Here's a toast to you, and thank you for taking care of our Ya'er these two years."
"Dad, he's injured, so he can't drink."Xin Ya spat out the bone in her mouth and hurriedly reached out to take the wine cup from ye Cong's hand. She subconsciously protected it in her arms, preventing ye Cong from drinking.
Xin Miao bit her chopsticks and said with a smile, "SIS, are you so worried about brother Ye?"
Xin Ya suddenly raised her head to look at Ye Cong. Ye Cong's eyes were filled with a smile.
Xin Ya swallowed her saliva. Why did it feel like her thoughts were being spoken out?
