Today, he lifted a hand to support Ye Jiangong back—all for Yan Qingsi.
"It doesn't matter who you did it for," Yue Tingfeng said, smiling, "I need to thank you for tonight."
Yan Qingsi just recalled that besides You Yi, that old head of the Ye family did not make an appearance.
She wanted to say something to You Yi, but she felt as though it would be awkward no matter what she said. She… did not know how to communicate with You Yi.
You Yi was so kind, so generous to her, just like how Mrs. Yue had treated her in the beginning. However, she had gotten used to Mrs. Yue, and Mrs. Yue was a woman—the love of a mother was something she had experienced when she was young. That was why accepting Mrs. Yue had not been too difficult.
However… You Yi was different. You Yi… was a man. He was a man old enough to be her father.
He was kind to her because of her mother. Yan Qingsi never knew what to say whenever she saw him.
