But she knew how to pretend too, and sweetly answered, "I'm nine this year, and I'll be starting junior high when school opens. I have a mom and a dad..."
Zhou Yanyu listened to her words with a smile on her face but wished Jiang Mianmian, this meddlesome bumpkin, would drop dead.
Their whole family just had to stick their nose in everything, why didn't they let Yu Cheng drown that winter?
Then everything of the Yu Family would belong to her son!
She and her son wouldn't have to pretend to get along with Yu Cheng and make each other sick anymore.
Yet, she still had to compliment with a smile, "Starting junior high at nine? Mianmian is certainly a little genius."
After the greetings were exchanged, Elder Yu called his son to the third-floor study to talk about something, leaving the children to play by themselves.
Yu Ruixuan obediently nodded, "Yes, Grandfather, I will take good care of sister Mianmian."
