Yu Jingchen raised his thick eyebrows, his face full of approval and indulgence toward An Ning. "Although An Ning is pretty straightforward and sometimes doesn't leave room for others, she's not like that to everyone. At least she's very polite to my parents, my grandparents, and even the household aunties. Everyone likes her. She's quite righteous, and I really like that about her."
An Jiancheng's cheeks reddened; his son-in-law's words were already very clear. It was because he, as a father, was in the wrong that his daughter was treating him like this. You can't blame An Ning for this; if anyone's to blame, it's himself.
Yu Jingchen noticed An Jiancheng's face turning red and white, and very politely asked, "Do you agree with what I said?"
"Ah... haha..." An Jiancheng couldn't continue the conversation and could only look at Cheng Yujie, hoping for help from the child's mother.
