Ever since Su Xiaoyue had taught him, his attitude toward the old lady had changed, and the old lady's attitude toward him had changed as well. He discovered that whenever he acted coquettishly around the old lady, she would genuinely dote on him.
It turned out that if you want others to be good to you, you first need to be good to them.
Respect is indeed mutual.
Hearing his sensible words, Su Xiaoyue felt even more pity for the child. He was both fortunate and unfortunate; fortunate to have a father like Fan Shaoming, who, though not his biological father, was better than one. Unfortunate because after his biological mother had abandoned him, knowing he was doing well, she actually wanted to use him to climb into high society, which was truly pitiable.
"Mom, will you and dad come to visit me often if I go stay with my great-grandmother at the Villa?" Mingyu asked, his main concern being whether his parents would leave him there on his own.
