"It was Adrian who gave me the feeling of home. Even before we got married, from my first formal visit, you all asked me to call you grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, treating me like a family member. I didn't feel any alienation or rejection. You naturally let me blend in," Cindy said warmly.
"Unintentionally, I've started viewing myself as part of the Zhekova family." Cindy blushed shrunk her head, her ears turning red.
In a regular family, these words would carry no weight.
But this is the Zhekova Family!
She couldn't help but worry, would her thoughts give the Zhekova elders the impression she's deliberately seeking favor, sticking to the Zhekova family without shame?
The Old Madam, reading her mind, smiled and said, "When we asked you to address us like this, we intended to accept you as part of the family. How could you consider this as shameless? It's respect. If you felt otherwise, you would have misunderstood our intentions."