When only the two of them were left, Ye Xiyuan couldn't help but ask, "Godmother, that..."
Her face displayed a trace of hesitation, as if there were things she wanted to say but couldn't find the words.
"Xiyuan, what is there to be embarrassed about between us?" Murong Yanshu smiled and said, "Don't hold back. From today onwards, you are my goddaughter, so you should act and speak confidently, understood?"
"Understood, Godmother," Ye Xiyuan obediently nodded. After a brief pause, she inquired, "Godmother, today, um... is Mr. Nangong not coming?"
She wanted to address him as Godfather, but it felt awkward to say it aloud. She had never met the head of the Nangong family, and using the term "Godfather" seemed overly eager.