Ye Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, then obediently nodded, "I understand, sis."
"Good, now go out, good night."
"Good night, sis."
It wasn't until Ye Xiaoyi had left that Ye Liangyan's expression truly relaxed.
She concentrated on thinking about the words Ye Xiaoyi had said.
Actually, when he said that their mom had hit him, she was quite surprised.
She knew their mother's temperament well; she might not be a great woman, but she definitely loved her children one hundred percent, as could be seen from both her own and her brother's experiences.
Yet, she had never expected that, during that time when the whole family was doting on her brother, their mother was still silently protecting her, in another way.
She remembered one time when she felt very aggrieved, her mother simply told her to yield to her brother. She held a grudge against her mother for a long time for that, but her mother never said anything.
Suddenly, she felt a little homesick for her mother.
