Yin Chengyi's heart trembled as she looked at her father's angry eyes, and she pursed her lips and quieted down.
After the meal, Yin Qi left, and then she dared to speak again, "Mom, why is dad so fierce, as if he wants to gobble me up."
"Your dad hates talking during meals, you know that. Just eat, why talk so much."
"I'm just angry!" Yin Chengyi put down her chopsticks, "Ever since my dad took office, everyone who sees me greets me respectfully, who dares to talk to me like that? I think she is asking for trouble."
"Sister, this is typical of you not being able to handle getting splashed with cold water, too thin-skinned. Look at those celebrities, who isn't severely criticized? Everyone gets it to some extent. If it were you, you'd probably cry to death. Being a person requires a strong mental capacity, don't think too much. You're not money, how can everyone like you."
Yu Wen agreed, "Your brother is right, don't think too much."
