Long Tengfei and his wife were tense as Iris finally started interacting with Yang Jiahui. They knew how Iris hated her father's third wife and how she repeatedly rejected Yang Jiahui's attempts to have a cordial relationship with her.
Iris caught Yang Jiahui's almost unnoticeable change in expression. She tilted her head to side, wondering what could be the reason. She didn't think that she said anything hurtful to the older woman just now. Since she had no idea, she decided to ask directly.
"Did I say something to make you unhappy, Madam?"
Yang Jiahui's smile stiffened and quickly shook her head. "No, no. I'm very happy that you're here with us today, Xiulan. Please don't think that I'm unhappy with you."
