Xue Shuying sighed, "Luoluo, I'm angry on your behalf, my son's emotional intelligence is worrisome."
Yan Luoxi smiled and shook her head, "Mom, I know exactly what kind of person Li the Great is; he's even said things more hurtful than this before, and I've gotten used to it."
Xue Shuying looked at her, full of apology and moved beyond measure, "Luoluo, I'm sorry, I didn't raise my child well."
"Mom, don't talk like that. It would be the death of me. Li the Great is really good, truly good. I should be grateful to you for raising him with such difficulty, otherwise, I wouldn't have met him," Yan Luoxi quickly said.
Xue Shuying, moved to tears, said, "You really are a good child; it's Xiaoqin's fortune to marry you."
Yan Luoxi gazed at the ginkgo forest, but her heart suddenly felt a pang of bewilderment. When Li Youran was confessing, what on earth was Li the Great thinking?
