Mrs. Nan Wang, now over fifty, found her mind wandering for a moment as she looked at Jin Qianqian's still somewhat youthful face.
She knew Prefect Gu wasn't old, but seeing this young face still stirred a sense of injustice in Mrs. Nan Wang's heart.
Since she was young, she had been by her husband's side, enduring every step of his journey from a mere Scholar to his current position.
And now this Mrs. Gu Jin, at such a tender age, could sit with her as an equal. Who knew what great fortune awaited her in the future.
These thoughts flashed through Mrs. Nan Wang's mind in an instant. She quickly walked over, took Jin Qianqian's hand, and said with practiced familiarity, "I've long heard of the great Ancient Scholar. I never expected we'd have the good fortune to meet like this."
"Mrs. Gu, please forgive me for not inviting you to visit sooner."
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