Xiao Qian knew where she was.
She knew who she was talking to, but she didn't lose any momentum.
Yu Minglang looked at her with appreciation.
He didn't like any of the women in the old Yu family—his mother and eldest sister-in-law gossiped too much, his sister was too fierce, his second sister-in-law was too sinister, and his aunt, well, heh.
Xiao Qian was so much better, successfully hitting Yu Minglang's soft spot in his heart. She was soft when she needed to be, smart when she needed to be, and had backbone when needed.
No matter what you did to provoke her, if she wasn't happy, she would let you know without holding back. Having such a girl by his side gave him a comfortable feeling.
Xiao Qian understood that Yu Minglang had supported her and she couldn't lower her own value and embarrass him. No matter how remarkable this place was, she had to stand up for herself.
