The servants' faces are just like their masters. There are a few servants in the Lu Family now, and every time they see her, they still call her Miss Lin, doing it on purpose.
Lin Yan doesn't care much about how she's addressed, but if they know she's Lu Chenyuan's wife and still call her Miss Lin on purpose, she finds it laughable. She wonders where these people think she doesn't measure up.
Lu Chenyuan raised his arm, waiting for Lin Yan to take it, and they descended the stairs to the first floor together.
Xu Qingli wore an emerald green qipao. Despite being seventy, she was well-maintained, looking only in her early fifties, with tight skin and a dignified demeanor, clearly having spent a lot of effort in maintaining her image.
Beside her was Chen Qinghua, whose age was hard to guess. Lin Yan was meeting Lu Chenyuan's maternal aunt for the first time.
Chen Qinghua was also seeing Lin Yan for the first time, having only heard about the previous Lin Yan.
