Hearing this, Xiaotian almost lost her footing, her nervous palms icy cold, and her chest pounding.
She had never been this nervous before, not even when she gave herself to Li Fugui.
She had overestimated herself; she was terribly afraid of such a familial scene.
Beside her, Yang Qiu noticed her sister's anxiety. She quickly supported her sister, holding her hand tightly to give her strength, "Sister!"
Feeling the warmth from her palm, Xiaotian's heart gradually calmed down. She nodded slightly, mentally bolstering herself, she could do it, "Yeah."
At this moment, Zi Lan spoke, "Young Madam, let me help you to the front hall. The family has probably arrived there by now."
"Okay."
Thus, Xiaotian was supported by Zi Lan, holding onto Yang Qiu's hand as they headed to the front hall.
In the front hall, Mr. Guo and Mrs. Guo were exchanging pleasantries with the Yang Family group.
