"Is that so?" Ding Yiyi bowed his head and asked, "Doesn't ink want us to know who sent the little grasshopper?"

Ye Shui-ink nodded gently and leaned in her direction. Obviously, he should have been asked by Montaigne before.

"Go to sleep." Ding Yiyi returned the grasshopper to her and said to Montaigne, "Montaigne, she's still a child. It's not as complicated as we think. We still believe that the world is a good person, so don't be too strict with her."

Montaigne disagreed. "Temperament needs to be cultivated from childhood to grow up to be like a noble lady in the upper class."

Sophia chuckled. "Aunt Mong really looks...