In the past, Yan Qingsi would not hesitate to glare at Yue Tingfeng, but today, she smiled instead. "That's right, Auntie. You have such keen eyes — not everyone can see the good side of me as you did. And not everyone is like you — you never look at me with contempt."
Yan Qingsi was immensely grateful toward Mrs. Yue — she gave her the respect any other person would get.
Even on the day they first met, Mrs. Yue did not treat her how others treated her.
Mrs. Yue raised her head gradually and turned to Yan Qingsi. She still looked helpless and sorrowful. After going through the traumatizing incident, Mrs. Yue remained in a state of unease. She gazed at Yan Qingsi with the vulnerable eyes of a child. "Is that true?"
Yan Qingsi nodded. "Of course it is. You are the best mom I've ever seen."
Listening to their conversation made Yue Tingfeng's heart sink — he thought that he was strong enough to protect them.
