Xue Ling ascended the final step.
He looked behind Shen Yinning.
The young woman was dressed in a green gauze coat embroidered with jade rabbit patterns, paired with a buttoned jacket and skirt. Her hair was styled into a bride's coiffure, with fresh, pink Haitang flowers adorning her temples.
From his angle, he couldn't see her hidden face, but he could almost imagine her tear-rimmed eyes in this moment.
He tilted his head, his thin lips curling into a mischievous sneer. "Xue Mianmian, I'm talking to you. What are you hiding from?"
But she was like a mute gourd, refusing to say a word no matter what.
His eyebrows arched in displeasure, and with heavy steps, he walked toward Shen Yinning, attempting to pull her out from hiding.
"Brother-in-law."
A voice, carrying a trace of laughter, suddenly sounded.
It was Guan Songyuan.
Guan Songyuan bowed politely toward Xue Ling. "It's been a while since we last met, Brother-in-law. Are you well?"
