Lu Lingzhou saw this and looked at Lu Lingxiao.
Lu Lingxiao remained silent, turning his gaze towards his father, Lu Zhenyu.
Lu Zhenyu gave a light snort, "Your words sound rather hurtful. Are you blaming me for not looking after Youyou?"
In fact, Lu Zhenyu knew very well that Ye Xi didn't mean that.
But the old man was proud and insisted on making a sarcastic remark to feel satisfied.
Sure enough, he was met with a reproachful eye-roll from his wife, Dai Ning.
Dai Ning got up from the sofa, approached Ye Xi, and held her hand, saying, "Xiaoye, it's so late, don't go back. Just consider this your home, we're all family here."
After speaking, she shot her old man a glare and took the opportunity to explain to Ye Xi.
"Your uncle has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, like a cooked duck, stubborn with words. Don't take his words to heart."
Ye Xi's face turned pale, unable to say anything else for the moment.
She only said, "It's no trouble, it's easy for me to go back."
