Yi Ting's attitude was neither warm nor cold. He nodded. "It's nothing. I'm just a little clingy."
And from the beginning to the end, he stood firmly by Lin Shuang's side.
With the attitude of a guardian.
Jiang Tianqi was the one that the old woman liked the most among the younger generation of wives.
It was probably because she had a good eye.
Seeing this, she quickly walked over to support Old Madam Yi and said with a smile, "Grandma, let me help you."
After Old Madam Yi took her seat at the head of the table, it was time for the children and grandchildren to celebrate her birthday.
Song Yaoyao stood to the side and sighed as she watched Yi Ting bring Lin Shuang, Tong Tong, and Xiao Ye over.
Huo Yunque lowered his head. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly feel bored."
Song Yaoyao moved closer to Huo Yunque. Only by being next to him could she feel safe.
