Yu Changhe's current mood is extremely complex; he cannot scold or hit his parents, nor can he be overly affectionate with them. He occasionally glances over at Mrs. Sun, worried that his mother's reckless words might upset her again.
Old Yu and the old lady Yu began to reminisce with Yu Changhe, playing the emotional card, and even Yu Changyu jumped in with a deep brotherly affection.
"Second brother, when the family had trouble, I wasn't home. If I had been here, I wouldn't have let the villagers drive your family out no matter what. I'd have fought those Luo bastards to the death."
Since Yu Xiaolian arrived, it was the first time she saw Yu Changyu. She only knew he was a scholar, somewhat lazy and gluttonous.
But now, witnessing him, there was not a shred of scholarly demeanor, rather he possessed a roguish charm.
He looked just like a slick-talking delinquent.
