Yan Si lowered her head, "I know."
Yin Suhua sneered, "Si'er is just a little girl, how much strength can she have? Yun Ya's body is really too fragile, I don't think she'll be able to bear children in the future..."
Those words were vicious, especially in such a prestigious family. Yan Song, as the great-grandson, if he were to marry a wife who couldn't bear children and couldn't bring prosperity to the family, it would be considered unfortunate...
Yun Ya tightly clenched her fists beside her body, enduring the stabbing pain in her chest, her face wearing a smile: "Third Aunt, please don't make fun of me."
"Yes, Third Aunt, what you said is a bit harsh. If baseless rumors spread, how would Yun Ya manage herself? Yueyue probably wouldn't agree either, and who can predict the future?" Meng Shujing spoke up to defend Yun Ya.
Yun Ya looked at her gratefully, and Meng Shujing smiled at her.
