As they reached the entrance of Rongju Garden, they ran into Yan Nanmo and his group coming from another path. Lu Mingzhu’s eyes sparkled as she saw Yan Song at the back of the group. He was exceptionally tall, standing out among the crowd with his tall, handso, and cold deanor. He was the first one she noticed among the group.
In person, he was even more handso than in photos, exuding a cool deanor, with long legs and a narrow waist, sharp eyebrows, and starry eyes... In an instant, Lu Mingzhu forgot all about Yan Nangui, her eyes almost glued to him.
"Sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law."
Yan Nanmo, Yan Nanrong, and Pei Xinyi approached with smiles.
The younger ones also chid in, "Aunt...."
"What a coincidence, let’s go in together." Lu Yuke’s gaze shifted around Yan Song, speaking with a smiling face.
The adults stepped into Rongju Garden first.
Lu Mingzhu deliberately lagged behind, sidling up to Yan Song, "Are you Yan Song?" Seeing him up close, he was even more breathtakingly handso, with features so well-defined and sculpted as if they were carved by the careful hands of a deity, mingling exquisite beauty with masculine charm, fierce eyebrows, and deep, restrained eyes, intimidating all who dared to look.
Lu Mingzhu’s heart suddenly thumped wildly; she had never felt such a strong emotion. This man was her destined one.
However, what put Lu Mingzhu in an awkward position was that Yan Song didn’t even glance at her, as if he hadn’t heard her, striding away indifferently with his long legs.
Jiang Hanbi glanced at her with a smile, "Miss, may I ask who you are..." Coming along with Lu Yuke, she probably guessed her identity, but this sentence was intentionally sarcastic. Who do you think you are? Just the daughter of a down-and-out family, with no looks and no background, dreaming of Yan Song. Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror?
Lu Mingzhu glared at her fiercely. As foolish as she was, she realized this woman was deliberately trying to provoke her. She snorted, "Madam is my grandaunt, and my grandaunt is indeed the head mistress of the Yan Family." Her words unhesitatingly treating the Yan Family as her own.
Jiang Hanbi found this amusing. Is this woman here to make jokes? Madam is such a shrewd person, bringing this kind of woman here—was she trying to ruin her own reputation?
"Oh, so it’s Miss Lu, I’ve heard so much about you." Jiang Hanbi said with a sly smile.
Lu Mingzhu thought she had intimidated her. It seed that her grandaunt’s reputation was indeed effective, she said proudly, "Who are you? What do you do?"
As she examined the face in front of her, a trace of jealousy flitted through her eyes. She hated all won who were prettier than her.
As a well-known socialite of the Capital City, Jiang Hanbi’s appearance and deanor were decisively ahead of the curve. At least, in front of this woman, she could easily outshine her.
Jiang Hanbi’s thoughts raced, and she smiled, "My na is Jiang Hanbi. The Jiang Family has long been friends with the Yan Family, and Miss Zi from the four houses is my sister-in-law." With those words, she naturally linked her arm with Lu Mingzhu’s, affectionately saying, "Sister Mingzhu, I’ve long heard your na but never had the chance to et you. I didn’t expect you to be such an interesting person. Can we beco friends in the future? I’ll show you around the Capital City; no one knows this place better than I do as I grew up here."
Lu Mingzhu was initially sowhat resistant to Jiang Hanbi being so close to her, but she suddenly smiled when she heard her words.
Being family friends with the Yan Family ant she must be from a good background. She had just co to the Capital City and needed to build her social circle. This Jiang Hanbi seed quite nice, except she was a bit too striking in appearance.
Jiang Hanbi saw the smug look on Lu Mingzhu’s face, inflated by the flattery, and snorted inwardly. Foolish pig, a flower always needs green leaves to set it off. You, this green leaf, can certainly highlight my beauty and grace, not to ntion everything shows on your face; you’re too easy to control. With Madam behind you, this woman runs the entire Yan Family, and her strength cannot be underestimated. There will always be a use for her.
The two young won, each with their own agendas, quickly beca as intimate as sisters, and Yan Ke got goosebumps listening to their conversation.
This Lu Mingzhu looked exactly the sa as when she was a child... unbearably unattractive.
Unfortunately, the other side didn’t recognize him. He couldn’t be bothered to provoke her. She better not ss with , or new scores and old grievances will be settled together.
While talking, they stepped into Rongju Garden.
Before they even got close, they heard laughter and chatter from inside, putting Yan Song’s mind at ease, warming his heart.
Ten minutes earlier—
The old man’s hand was thin like a bone, slightly painful when held. Yun Ya approached with lowered eyes, softly greeting, "Good day, great-grandfather, I am Yun Ya."
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