Although they were only a foot apart, Grandmother Jia stood there speechless.
The Jia family was divided into the Ning and Rong mansions. Jia Fu, the second generation of the Ning family, which belonged to the Duke of Ning, died young. Master Jia Jing was obsessed with cultivating immortality and was unafraid of worldly affairs. He had a daughter and a son. The Jia family was also controlled by the still-living matriarch, Grandmother Jia, who was a descendant of the Duke of Rong. There were two masters, Lady Xing from the wife of the eldest master Jia She and Lady Wang from the wife of the second master Jia Zheng, who helped Grandmother Jia manage the backyard.
There weren't too many young masters in the mansion, but there were still a few dozen. Among those of the same generation as Lin Daiyu, there were only the two sons of the second master's family, the second son Jia Baoyu and the illegitimate son Jia Huan, and the only son Jia Lian who was already married to the first master's family.
The old lady doted on her youngest son, Jia Zheng, and after Jia Zheng's eldest son, Jia Zhu, died young, she doted on her second son, Jia Baoyu, even more.
Seeing that Grandmother Jia hesitated, Qingyin spoke first with a light smile: "Several years have passed since we last met, and you still look as elegant as ever. It is my fault for visiting you this time."
Hearing Qingyin's skillful and gentle words, Grandmother Jia felt as if she had returned to the past, no longer so unfamiliar, and said with a smile, "Ruhai's brilliance is even greater than before. Today, Ruhai's arrival has truly brought glory to our Jia family."
Grandmother Jia was absolutely sincere when she said this, and Qingyin could see it clearly.
"Uncle is here!" Jia Lian, accompanied by his wife Wang Xifeng, arrived before he did, breaking the harmonious atmosphere between Qingyin and Grandmother Jia.
The charming and amorous Jia Lian possessed a pair of seemingly indifferent yet affectionate peach blossom eyes, which appeared to convey deep love to everyone he looked at. This handsome appearance and affectionate peach blossom eyes were his weapons for his philandering ways. However, this good looks were eroded by wine and women, and his appearance was somewhat diminished.
Beside him stood Wang Xifeng, a stunning beauty with almond-shaped eyes and arched eyebrows, radiating vitality. She and her husband were a perfect match in appearance, but when she looked at her eyes, it was clear that she was much more shrewd and quick-witted than her husband.
The two walked towards them from the front, and all that could be seen was Qingyin's back and the joy on Grandmother Jia's face, even her brows were furrowed.
Wang Xifeng, who was good at reading people, sized up Grandmother Jia. The old lady was not someone who was easy to please. She had served the old lady for a long time and only gained some superficial favor. But the arrival of this uncle made the old lady so happy.
Wang Xifeng slightly raised her eyebrows, her face beaming with the smile she usually gave to her elders. Jia Lian, oblivious to this, secretly winked at Yuanyang, who stood behind the old lady.
Yuanyang's eyes were slightly angry, but she couldn't do anything about Lian Erye, so she stood behind Jia Mu with her head bowed tightly.
Seeing Jia Lian's dissolute behavior, Grandmother Jia might have turned a blind eye under normal circumstances, but with her son-in-law, who was of noble character, present today, she felt her face inexplicably burning. She glared fiercely at the clueless Jia Lian.
Jia Lian's expression stiffened slightly as he was glared at. What was wrong with the old lady? He had been fond of Yuanyang in the old lady's room for quite some time now, so why was she glaring at him today? As a descendant who had grown up in the Jia family, the old lady had undoubtedly disciplined her descendants. Seeing the old lady's stern gaze, Jia Lian suddenly felt the pain in his hand, which had been slapped, begin to feel fake. His body trembled slightly, and the cowardly Second Master Lian dared not look around anymore, becoming serious.
"Haha, I've made Ru Hai laugh at me."
The two's subtle actions did not escape Qingyin's notice, and Qingyin smiled gently.
"Lian'er is still too young and doesn't know any sense of propriety. Mother-in-law should teach her better."
Her gentle, warm voice was so pleasant that it made people overlook the meaning of her words and only notice the melodious sound.
Although Jia Lian was somewhat intrigued by the pleasant voice, he still managed to hear the words clearly.
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