"What's there to be ashamed of? The mistress's daughter got in; we entered fair and square. Feng Shaomei, why don't you speak up?" Shen Jia spoke resentfully.
"Shen Jia is right. She's just a mistress's child who shouldn't be seen in public."
"Shaomei, say less. We're here to attend the banquet," Feng Shao'an pulled Feng Shaomei back, forbidding her to speak. Meanwhile, Deputy Director Feng also glanced at Feng Shaomei. Having secured his position, he was adept at reading situations. Since someone else was taking the lead, they merely needed to watch the show.
"I understand, Daddy," Feng Shaomei bowed her head and spoke no more.
Old Master Qi stroked his beard, his eyes shifting between the indifferent Shangguan You and the furious Shangguan Qing, and he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Sister You, Brother Qing, did you come by yourselves?" Qi Zhuochen's crisp voice rang out. He held a special fondness for Shangguan You, who had saved his life.
