At the mention of her grandmother, Yu Youyao remembered that not long after her cousin had entered the residence, she had foolishly asked him to take the initiative to show him her notes.
At that time, her cousin had an indescribable expression. The word "disgust" was almost written on his face. She actually had the cheek to ask, "Cousin, how was my writing? Was it really bad?"
To think that her cousin could go against his conscience and say, "Not bad!"
And she actually believed it.
Previously, she hadn't thought much of it, but now that she thought about it, Yu Youyao felt embarrassed. "A great teacher produces a brilliant disciple!"
When Old Madam Yu heard this, she laughed. "That's right. Just based on your cousin's amazing ability to turn something rotten into something magical, I'm afraid even Heir Song will feel ashamed."
