For some reason, when Ye Qingyou said this, his gaze subtly swept over Ye Qingran.
Even this old fox felt a chill down his spine, as if what Ye Qingyou said was meant for him? Just think about it, Ye Qingyou is a surgeon, cutting through who knows how much skin every day...
He coughed and felt a bit of pain in his skin.
Right, he must take good care of his body, and definitely can't fall into the hands of Xiao San!
Yang Yin, fearing the conversation might become awkward, hurriedly changed the topic: "Grandma, how's your health?"
"I'm doing just fine..."
The atmosphere in the private room gradually became harmonious.
The meal turned out to be quite enjoyable for everyone.
Yang Yin kept expecting Grandma to ask about her family background and the issue with that child, even worrying a bit that Grandma might not accept her child, but during the entire meal, Grandma didn't mention a word.
