Hearing him say that, Qiu Lingyan asked calmly, "What is your second aunt talking about?"

Second Aunt is a shrewd woman. Qiu Lingyan really couldn't see what merits Zhu Jiayu had that made Second Aunt take notice of her.

Qiu Songdao laughed and said, "It's nothing but the same old stuff, saying that our cousin must be a beautiful and well-mannered young lady. Doesn't the manor always say that our aunt was the most beautiful woman in Heling when she was alive? I'm really curious to see what this cousin looks like!"

There were indeed beauties in Heling City, but in his eyes, they were all the same, their personalities too bland. He thought that if his new cousin was a wonderful person, he would take her out for drinks and horseback riding another day.

Otherwise, it would be too boring if he did everything by himself.

Qiu Lingyan knew what he was thinking, and tapped his forehead: "My cousin is beautiful, but her personality is too..."

She thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable word to describe Zhu Jiayu. After all, some things are better left unsaid.

"What's wrong with that, Third Sister? How can you leave things unsaid like that? I was originally thinking of bringing you Song Langjun's painting when I got home tonight," Qiu Song said, somewhat displeased. "What can't we siblings say to each other?"

He was impatient by nature. Even though he could see his cousin when he got home tonight, he couldn't wait even a moment longer. He just wanted to know what kind of person his cousin was. Now that he saw Qiu Lingyan hesitating, how could he give up?

Pressed by him to the point of desperation, Qiu Lingyan retorted, "That's too petty and doesn't deserve any respect. Just listen to your sister's advice; she's not one of us."

Once she started talking, Qiu Lingyan had no more reservations and spoke fluently and naturally to her younger brother about what had happened that day:

"You didn't see it, but when she saw the furnishings of Chengyi Hall and our clothes, her eyes almost popped out. But thinking about it, it makes sense. Born into a family like the Zhu family, she must have never seen any wealth before."

Remembering her cousin's timid appearance, Qiu Lingyan shook her head:

“If my aunt had listened to my grandparents and married a man of equal social standing, things would have turned out differently. Look at Song Jiangmei, she’s also a cousin of the Song family, but her father is an official in the capital. When she comes to our Heling City, she looks down on us like we’re nothing.”

Hearing her say that, Qiu Songdao lost interest in Zhu Jiayu. He sighed and said, "In the end, she's just a pitiful person. It's only because Third Sister has a good eye for people that I thought of asking you. If it were Fifth Sister or Sixth Sister, I guarantee they wouldn't know anything!"

Qiu Lingyan snorted lightly: "You have good taste."

After all, he was one of the few young masters in Heling City who didn't fawn over Song Jiangmei. Based on that alone, Qiu Lingyan was quite willing to give this good-for-nothing younger brother a few pleasantries.

She patted his shoulder: "I have to go back now. Remember to bring me Song Langjun's painting when you come back tonight."

Qiu Songdao secretly rolled his eyes: I knew she wouldn't forget this.