Su Yiren appraised Liu Mingxing.
The woman before her indeed had a face bewitching to all, more delicate than flowers—it's no wonder she had her son utterly captivated.
Being a researcher, Su despised women who climbed up the ranks solely based on their looks. What talents could this enchantress have other than seducing men?
Su Yiren snorted disdainfully through her nose, "I certainly don't have such a grown niece."
Liu Mingxing, put on the spot by such a remark, felt somewhat awkward and hid behind Lun You.
It seemed that her future mother-in-law didn't like her, did she?
Oh dear, it seemed her future days would not be easy.
"Mom!" Lun You frowned slightly, looking at Su Yiren with some dissatisfaction.
He didn't like the tone Su Yiren used when speaking with Liu Mingxing.
Su Yiren took Xun Ruliu's hand, and said to Liu Mingxing, "This is my goddaughter."
