The maid had just served the tea, when someone came to report that the old madam had arrived.
Shen Qinglan looked toward the door and saw Min Juan helping an elderly woman walk in, and she understood immediately.
It seemed Min Juan couldn't win the argument, so she went to find reinforcements.
"Oh, this tea smells quite nice." As soon as she entered, the old Madam Yan remarked in a peculiar tone.
Master Yan stood up and said, "Mother, please sit. This is Biluochun that my elder brother sent over yesterday. Since we have distinguished guests visiting, I thought to serve it. Someone, please bring two more cups of tea."
"Distinguished guests?" The old Madam Yan huffed coldly as she sat down, "They're just coarse people who crawl in the fields. What do they know about good tea? Giving it to them is no different than casting pearls before swine."
"Mother!" Master Yan frowned, "They are Mianmian's future in-laws."
