The Yu Family patriarch laughed heartily and personally bent down to pick up the two little treasures.
Jiujiu sat on his knee, and as he touched Jiujiu's tender little face, he smiled and asked, "Where did my good granddaughter get hurt from the fall?"
"I hurt my knee." Jiujiu pouted, her voice filled with grievance, "Grandpa, rub it."
The Yu Family patriarch hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, Grandpa will rub it for Jiujiu."
Jiujiu wasn't at all afraid of the patriarch and sat on his leg, reaching out her little hand to grab the pastries on the table.
Lu Fengxuan nudged the man beside her with her elbow, signaling for him to carry Jiujiu over.
It was one thing for his precious daughter to be greedy at home, but she couldn't just let loose in front of the old man like this, should she? At the very least, she should pay attention to maintaining a young lady's image.
Yu Chiyin looked down at her, understanding her intent.
