The voice of Young Master Xi is so pleasant, with an irresistible charm.
Zhao Xueer looked at the envious and jealous gazes of those women, feeling a sense of pride.
Today, she was the only one who could talk face-to-face with Young Master Xi.
Seeing this, Zhao Shihong immediately gave a look to a reporter, who quickly captured the moment.
"Young Master Xi, why isn't Mrs. Xi here?" Zhao Xueer summoned her courage to ask. Meeting her admired idol, her young heart was so shy.
"She is at home accompanying grandma."
Mr. Xi's lips curled up; he certainly wouldn't say the blunt truth that the little woman didn't want to come.
"Mrs. Xi is truly virtuous."
Zhao Xueer was indeed misled by Xi Yemo's words, even Zhao Baili marveled, "Mrs. Xi is truly virtuous."
"Director Zhao, you flatter us." Xi Yemo's lips were full of smiles, hearing his beloved woman praised was indeed a delightful thing.
"Quick, bring the cake."
