The aura Ye Xingguang erupted with in that moment, completely startled Xia Yanyan, so much so that she even forgot to quarrel with, the little White Lotus who actually dared to point at her and talk!
It wasn't until a full minute passed after Ye Xingguang had left the sickroom that Xia Yanyan viciously threw a pillow, throwing a tantrum on the bed.
"Mom, dad, did you hear? Did you hear what that pretty boy and Lord Ye said?"
"Yanyan, don't be angry, don't be angry. Be careful about getting an upset stomach. You are the best, and you will always be the pride of mom and dad."
Wang Zimei spoke weakly, pressing her chest after speaking. For so many years, she had chosen to repress the memory, not wanting to remember that she had another daughter.
She had once regretted throwing her own daughter into the sea. But over the years, the glory and prosperity that Yanyan had brought to the family had proven that all they did was right. Therefore, she did not allow herself to regret.
