Faced with Zhao Tianya's words, Ye Fan couldn't help feeling a bit at a loss for what to do.
At that moment, Tantai Wanrong, with an elegant smile on her face, gently called out, "Ye Fan, come over here. Don't let your Aunt Tianya's unfettered remarks affect you."
Qin Mengyao had already left the sofa and happily bounced over, grabbed Ye Fan's hand, and headed toward the sofa, laughing, "Hee hee, Brother Fan, I remember you're not that thin-skinned."
Ye Fan really wanted to give Qin Mengyao a flick on the forehead.
Approaching the low table, Ye Fan immediately detected the distinct delicate fragrances of the four ladies after their baths.
As he looked for a place to sit, Tantai Wanrong had already beckoned him with a smile, "Ye Fan, come sit by your aunt here."
Ye Fan replied and walked over to Tantai Wanrong. During his approach, he couldn't help but quickly glance at Li Zhaojun, noticing that her expression was normal, without any change.
