Shen Juncheng's hand paused as he put down the teacup. Why is she here?
They're all men, there's no need for her to come. He raised his hand, just about to instruct Chao Sheng to send her back, when he heard footsteps approaching from outside.
Obviously, she hadn't waited at the door but had come straight in.
Chao Sheng looked at his master, and Shen Juncheng waved his hand, letting her in.
The maid guarding the door saw Su An'an, and all routinely bowed, saying, "Greetings, Heir's wife."
The title Heir's wife immediately piqued everyone's curiosity, and they all looked towards the door.
Su An'an waved her hand, signaling them not to be overly formal, and then lifted her skirt hem as she entered.
In the morning, light pierced in from behind her, encasing her in a faint orange halo.
In this gentle light, her soft smoke green gown made her look like a pure lotus, untainted yet attractive, ethereal and charming.
