Unfortunately, Li Jia's luck wasn't very good. Encountering a woman as extremely selfish as Ye Xiaoyu would probably genuinely delay her illness. Although Qian didn't plan to take on this case, she felt it was necessary to have a conversation with Li Jia's father.
"Although I don't understand what you're saying, it makes so much sense," Yu Liumei looked at Qian with starry eyes, "Sister-in-law, if you were a man, I would definitely chase after you. You're a perfect goddess!"
"That's because there's an idiot willing to give me some chances and understand me when I'm having an episode, so you could see this side of me."
"Sister-in-law, I really think you match perfectly with my god-like Lang."
Yu Liumei had been practicing martial arts for many years and would occasionally spar with her cousins at home. Sometimes, she could even kick down Mr. Yu, but she couldn't beat Yu Laomao, who was like a god in her eyes.
This sincere compliment obviously made Qian feel entirely at ease.
