"What? You won't admit it?" An Yu'er pretended to be angry, lightly stepped on Yan Qianfan's foot, using a bit of force.
Yan Qianfan smiled wryly, "Yu'er, no matter what, they are always Huang'er's grandfather and brother. Especially Qingsang, when we had problems, he was still a little kid, what could he understand? You wouldn't hold a grudge against Qingsang, would you?"
Hearing her father say this, Huang'er also looked at her mother with a complex expression, gently clutching her mother's arm, with a pleading look in her eyes.
