After chatting a bit about recent events, Huo Rendong asked, "Have the engagent date for Ah Song and Yun Ya been set?"
"Yes, it’s on the eighteenth of January." Zhuang Xiyue replied with a smile.
"That’s just around the corner. Is there anything I can help with?"
Zhuang Xiyue smiled and shook her head, "There’s plenty of ti. I can manage on my own, no need to trouble you, sister-in-law."
"No trouble at all. We are family."
The conversation here was pleasant, while on the other side, Yun Ya and Zhuang Jingmo were also having a good chat, "I’ve heard about the events at the Spring Festival. Now the circle of socialites in the Capital City is abuzz with talk about you. You are proficient in all the arts, truly gifted, and I’d love to have a chance to compare notes with you soti."
"It’s probably been exaggerated, not as dramatic as it’s been portrayed." Yun Ya lifted her hand casually to brush back a strand of hair by her temple, revealing a small round earlobe. Her eyelashes slightly lowered, giving her a gentle and serene deanor that was quite eye-catching.
Zhuang Jingmo thought to herself that her cousin’s fiancée was truly beautiful, surpassing any beauty she had seen. But that thought only passed fleetingly. True beauty lies in the essence rather than the appearance; beauty fades, but what truly moves people is a person’s inner qualities. This woman, though beautiful, is not just a pretty face, which is likely why she captivated her cousin’s heart.
"You’re too modest. That attitude is rare, too. Since you’re visiting my ho, let show you around." As the words fell, she glanced at Yan Song and smiled, "Cousin, I’ll borrow your fiancée for a while, you won’t mind, right?"
Yan Song curled his lips into a smile, "If returned in good condition, borrowing again in the future wouldn’t be a problem."
"You’ve learned to joke now." Zhuang Jingmo gave him an annoyed look, then took Yun Ya out the door.
Yun Ya could clearly see that Yan Song felt much more at ease here than at the Yan Family. Although the Yan Family had many mbers, everyone hid behind masks, lacking any sense of warmth. The Zhuang Family was different, with fewer mbers and a warm atmosphere, making it truly feel inviting.
Seeing Yun Ya leave, the old lady smiled and said, "This young girl is nice, well-mannered and gentle. Yueyue, you have good taste."
Zhuang Xiyue replied with a smile, "I knew, Mom, you’d like her."
Huo Rendong laughed, "What you like, Mom will like too; it’s love by association. But I do think this girl is indeed good, not at all like soone raised by a common family. I rember her family is in business. To raise such a daughter, her parents must be exceptional too."
Huo Rendong didn’t know much about the Ji Family, so she said this. Zhuang Xiyue smiled, thinking of Yun Ya’s parents. She had never seen such irresponsible parents. Yun Ya’s achievents today really had nothing to do with them, except for good genes. While nature is important, nurture is more crucial.
"Yun Ya is a good child. She and Ah Song are deeply in love, and I’ll do everything to support them."
Zhuang Qingyan suddenly asked, "Is her father Yun Shen?"
Zhuang Xiyue looked at him, "Big Brother, do you know Yun Ya’s father?"
Yun Ya’s father was definitely a blemish in her life, still being in prison. The scandal around Yun Shen back in the day was quite the uproar, but after two years, few rember. Yet, Zhuang Xiyue didn’t like anyone ntioning Yun Ya’s father.
Zhuang Qingyan shook his head, "Just heard about it, but her grandfather was very famous back then, a great philanthropist. When I was young, he once funded one of my teaching projects; a man with great character." He then looked at the Old Master, "Dad should know Yun Ya’s grandfather."
Zhuang Xiyue was hearing this for the first ti. She recalled her great-grandfather’s attitude towards Yun Ya, which also seed based on her grandfather. Now her father knew Yun Ya’s grandfather too. Yun Ya’s grandfather was quite extraordinary...
Old Master Zhuang nodded, "So she’s Ming Song’s granddaughter. I didn’t expect that..."
Ming Song is another na for Ji Huaixi.
Zhuang Xiyue raised her brows in surprise, "Dad, you really know Old Master Ji?"
Old Master Zhuang’s gaze was sowhat distant, "That was many years ago... anyway, it’s fate that she’s with Ah Song now."
Zhuang Xiyue smiled and nodded.
Zhuang Jingmo took Yun Ya to her room. Zhuang Jingmo was truly a talented woman, with many books on her shelves. Her reading spanned from astronomy to martial arts novels, aiming to be a great scholar.
The room was clean, with a scent of osmanthus flowers. Zhuang Jingmo showed her so newly written calligraphy; like her, the handwriting was elegant and refined, lacking casualness but full of integrity.
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