"I've regained my former confidence with your words alone, Aunt Gu," Fan Xi said.
"Oh? Why? I'm curious," Gu Yi asked.
"Someone of your position, wisdom, and age knows me—unlike a certain person who claimed she did but couldn't even name a single work I participated in." Fan Xi rolled her eyes at Ling Qingyu.
Gu Yi chuckled and nodded. "Don't doubt your charm. She just has a slightly different interest."
"If only she recognized my face and figure…" Fan Xi sighed dramatically, while Ling Qingyu inwardly nodded at her words.
Since she had subtly seen and touched a few times before, she would never forget Fan Xi now. Just wait for her…
"Believe me, she won't forget from now on. I'm fairly certain," Gu Yi shot a knowing glance at her future daughter-in-law, who smiled guiltily.
Unbeknownst to Fan Xi, Ling Qingyu had begun to target her. Maybe even if she knew, she wouldn't resist much or dislike the idea—so long as her dream wasn't affected.
