Seeing Su Chengyu scared by her words, Feng Jie Yu's lips curved upward.
"I'm not teasing you anymore. Anyway, you don't need to be too nervous with Aunt Feng here. Before, you had to face everything alone, but remember, now you also have elders."
Feng Jie Yu's words once again warmed Su Chengyu's heart. He nodded vigorously, and the anxiety that had been hanging in his heart finally eased somewhat.
"Thank you, Aunt Feng."
Looking at Su Chengyu, who showed no signs of arrogance from being doted on, a satisfied smile spread across Feng Jie Yu's face which she could hardly conceal.
Although her previous words had been half-joking, they were by no means trivial.
As the fifth-ranked beauty in the land, she had met countless outstanding youths in her life, and the young Su Chengyu had demonstrated a temperament and sharpness that made him stand out among them.
Thinking of such a child being the son of Su Zhedian, Feng Jie Yu grew even fonder of him.
