Ye Yuan glanced at his young daughter beside him, naturally siding with his wife, he stroked his beard and chimed in, "That's right, Ah Zhi, don't speak nonsense."
It looked like a classic case of husband and wife consensus.
Ignoring her parents' words, Ye Zhi took a green plum from the sandalwood box and put it in her mouth to satiate her craving.
Beside her, Shen Chen slightly nodded to his father-in-law and mother-in-law and said in a deep voice, "Father and Mother, don't worry. Ah Jie is doing well living with me. Your son-in-law is busy with state affairs, and I have little time to accompany Ah Zhi. With Ah Jie here, I feel reassured."
Lord Minister looked at his son-in-law in front of him, a stark contrast to the Right Minister exuding a cold aura in court.
How should he put it?
It was the same person, but the atmosphere had changed.
In the officialdom, his son-in-law carried an aura that warned strangers to stay away.
Now, it was clear that he had restrained that aura.
