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Amidst a series of compliments, Li Xiuyi was on the verge of bursting with excitement.
Just a few days ago, the mere sight of Qin Yu would irritate her, but today, Li Xiuyi couldn't help feeling that her son was just so lovable.
"Ziyan, haven't eaten yet, right? Auntie will cook for you, Auntie's cooking is really delicious."
Li Xiuyi affectionately took hold of Su Ziyan's small hand, liking her more and more as she looked at her.
To be honest, Su Ziyan wasn't comfortable with others touching her, and she instinctively wanted to pull away.
But Su Ziyan didn't, instead, she firmly grasped Li Xiuyi's hand.
Feeling the strength from Su Ziyan's small hand, Li Xiuyi's smile at the corner of her eyes became even more brilliant.
Su Ziyan stared steadily at Li Xiuyi, and in Li Xiuyi's eyes, Su Ziyan saw undisguised affection and care.
That expression reminded Su Ziyan of her own mother.
At this moment, Su Ziyan's heart felt warm.
