Actually, Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin had no intention of making things difficult for Su Xiaomeng. Yin Shaohui was about to ask Ah Su to get another chair—
At this moment, Zhou Mengqin spoke first, "Shi Lan, let Yangyang and Hongyi Jingshuang sit at that table."
"Mom, it's more convenient for me to take care, and besides..."
"Didn't you see there's a seat missing here?"
Zhou Mengqin's voice cooled slightly, her tone not stern, but enough to make Yin Shilan shut her mouth, patting Yin Qiyang's back and whispering, "Yangyang, sit beside Dad and Mom."
Yin Qiyang, timid and shy, originally didn't want to sit at the same table with the elders, so upon hearing this from her grandmother, she immediately ran over to her parents' side.
The seat was vacated, and Zhou Mengqin said, "Sit down, everyone."
Su Xiaomeng had been feeling uneasy all along, unexpectedly Zhou Mengqin wanted her little grandson to leave the table.
