"Why?" Lan Xin Ai's eyes meet those deep orbs, her voice full of puzzlement.
"We have guests at home, you are the lady of the Xi family, shouldn't you be at home to receive them?"
Young Master Xi looks tenderly at the young woman, her reflection in his eyes.
At the words 'lady of the house', Lan Xin Ai's hands shyly twist together, her cherry lips parting slightly: "We have guests? Who are they?"
"Some of grandmother's friends, hurry and change clothes."
"I'm not sure it would be good if I go…"
Lan Xin Ai was still a bit uncomfortable, as she never considered herself to be the lady of the Xi family.
"You are my woman, grandmother's daughter-in-law, tell me if you should go home or not." The man's domineering words entered her heart, gradually breaking down the walls within.
"But I…"
Seeing her expression, Xi Yemo knows what's bothering the young woman: "Wife, my little silly, no one is more suitable than you."
"Alright."