Simply put, a few words easily won Yan Xiaye's favor.
Whether or not these praises came from Li Yanze's heart, they were much better than Shen Aili, who always looked down on her.
Especially when Li Yanze mentioned Grandpa Li, who had passed away, his tone was extremely respectful, and his reminiscing expression didn't seem fake, touching the softest corner of Yan Xiaye's heart.
"How could that be, Dad? She's so wonderful, I can't adore her enough, let alone bully her." Li Beicheng continued with an unperturbed expression, then looked at Yan Xiaye together with Li Yanze, waiting for her to speak.
This made the atmosphere peacefully awkward.
Seeing that things were taking a bad turn, Shen Aili's eyes fiercely glared over, silently indicating she was about to teach Yan Xiaye a lesson.
Yan Xiaye still ignored her, but out of respect for the Old Madam, she still endured the discomfort and said in a mosquito-like voice, "… Dad, thank you."
