Ye Qingxian was reflecting on herself.
Had she been indulging her Junior Sister too much lately, and was that why the girl had grown bolder and bolder, to the point of daring to do something like this?
There was more than one way she indulged her Junior Sister. Not only had she stood up for her in front of Cat mother, arguing her case so Cat mother might accept what the girl had gone through in the past, but now she was even carrying on an improper little romance with her right under Cat mother's nose.
That was right. She hadn't resisted at all.
Wasn't this the very definition of improper?
They'd already been holding hands under the table behind everyone's backs.
Why did this kind of behavior seem so much like...
Ye Qingxian thought for a long time before finally finding a word for it in something she'd recently seen and heard in the Lower Realm.
It was a lot like being in college, before graduation, when your parents—or teachers—didn't really approve of you dating. After being apart for a long time, the two of you finally met your parents—or met in the classroom—and, overwhelmed by how much you'd missed each other, secretly held hands beneath the table.
It didn't mean much. It was simply filled with the most innocent longing and youthful awkwardness, a beautiful memory you could look back on years later. Yet it was still enough to leave the people involved secretly bashful and delighted for a long time.
Cat mother seemed not to have noticed at all. She was talking to Yangyang.
"Good girl, can you tell Grandma how old you are this year?"
"Does your mom ever bully you?"
"Don't be afraid of her. If she treats you badly, Grandma will stand up for