Lin Chuyi hadn't anticipated that Madam Ye would position her hand on top of Sheng Tingyuan's. His palm was dry and warm, which clashed with his cool demeanor.
The skin contact made Sheng Tingyuan feel uncomfortable, but he didn't pull his hand away. Instead, when Lin Chuyi attempted to withdraw hers, he grasped it.
Because, Sheng Huai'an had approached.
"Wen Ying, is this Xiaoyin? After a few years, she's grown even more beautiful and composed."
Madam Ye smiled at him, "She has no flaws in appearance, it's just that she's too headstrong now, and ever since growing up, she doesn't listen to her father and me anymore. Strangely enough, she does seem to listen to Tingyuan; it seems the two children get along quite well."
Sheng Tingyuan was already holding Lin Chuyi's hand, and he pulled her to his side.
