Ye Xi could only nod and say, "Mm."
Watching the Lu Family's elderly matriarch leave, only then did Ye Xi let out a long sigh of relief and turn to go back inside.
It wasn't until she got home that she realized Lu Lingxiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
He had his legs crossed, one hand resting on the back of the sofa, the other holding a TV remote. He looked relaxed and natural, as if he truly considered this his own home.
When Ye Xi returned, Lu Lingxiao didn't even glance at her. His eyes were fixed on the financial news on the television.
The TV was reporting on the new project he was handling.
Ye Xi felt some anger stirring inside of her but also recognized that it seemed unreasonable.
After all, as Youyou's birth mother, it was natural for her to be close to Lu Lingxiao, and the old lady's misunderstanding was excusable.
But Lu Lingxiao hadn't offered a single word of explanation. Didn't that just deepen the old lady's misunderstanding?
