"Pfft..." Yan Lu spat out a mouthful of tea.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to her breach of etiquette.
Everyone was staring at the figure that had walked in last, their brows furrowed tightly.
Mrs. Wen said displeasedly, "Second Mrs. Yu, today is a gathering for us women. Why did you bring a young man here? This is surely against protocol, isn't it?"
Indeed, it was a young man, around seventeen or eighteen years old, with rosy lips and glistening white teeth—a soft and delicate appearance, strikingly handsome, his features resembling Mei Qingdai.
From her earlier shout, everyone had already figured out their identities.
The elder sister-in-law and nephew of Mei Qingdai's birth family.
Don't underestimate the Mei family's humble origins, but there's one thing you can't deny—the members of the Mei family are genuinely stunning in appearance.
