"Madam, sorry, I..." Zoey was a bit clumsy.
Iris looked at her resignedly, "Oh, well! I am called Madam now. It sounds like the future mother-in-law is not very likable."
Zoey was embarrassed. The noble and elegant Mrs. Yancey reacted in an unexpected way.
"Dear, am I annoying? My daughter-in-law refuses to recognize me." Iris even turned towards her husband, asking for help.
Within a second, Zoey clearly felt that a sharp, cold glance fell on her.
"Mom, don't tease her anymore. If she is scared away, will you find an identical one for me as compensation?"
Leo held Zoey's shoulder possessively, and shot a warning gaze at Iris.
Iris chortled loudly, and the pleasant laughter resonated in the hall, while the elders present also followed her, revealing kind grins.
"Dear, our daughter-in-law is quite cute. The frightened and guarded look is like a squirrel sneaking out for food."
"Well, she is alike," Joe agreed unconditionally.
