"You don't sound very convinced," Fang Jingyi said lightly as she walked over, giving his shoulder a firm knock.
"Hey!" Fang Chen blurted, eyes widening. "I respect my nephew just as much as I respect our ancestors. Don't twist my words, Sister—you can't do me dirty like that."
Fang Jingyi arched a brow, lips curving with a teasing smile. "Hard to believe you now especially when you're the one who just said you don't trust the clan head's word."
"Hey! I'm sorry, alright?" Fang Chen raised both hands, looking genuinely flustered. "Please don't tell Nephew I said that. Of course Felicia is part of the family."
On the side, Fang Yueyao blinked in confusion as she watched the two elders bicker like children.
Fang Jingyi turned to her with a gentle smile. "Don't mind us. I'm just educating my good younger brother. Sometimes he can't hold his tongue."
Yueyao simply nodded, before she turned her attention back to her sleeping newborn.
