Chapter 801: Why are you speaking ill of my mother?

At that moment, a milky voice joined in, first gently calling out, "Grandma."

Lin Zhiya's angry face slightly cleared, and her previously stern expression instantly softened as she smiled and opened her arms, "Grandma's little treasure woke up? Come here, come to Grandma."

Li Duidui immediately ran up to her, letting her pick him up and sit him on her lap. He then looked up with a cute expression at the old butler, who was awkwardly hanging his head, and suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Butler not like my mom?"

— Does Mr. Butler not like my mom?

His tone was innocent, like a child unaware of the ways of the world, utterly guileless.

He had no idea how his question could make someone so embarrassed.

Mr. Butler's already embarrassed expression gained a hint of awkwardness. He looked at Lin Zhiya, but since Lin Zhiya responded indifferently and did not speak in his defense, he could only force a smile, "No, I do not dislike Miss Rong."