After she said these words, they cast an ambiguous look at Luo Manni.

Ye Zhiyu thought she was intelligent and knew she should not offend both sides.

She did not know what Mother Ji was thinking. But looking at her expression, it seemed that she was not satisfied with her answer.

Just as she was thinking, Little Fan ran down. "Mom! Grandma!"

"My dear grandson!" Seeing Little Fan, Mother Ji quickly smiled and hugged Little Fan. "Come, ...