Yun Ya gently smiled and lowered her gaze: "The news often exaggerates things and is unreliable. I've been doing well these past two years. Aunt Zhuang, how about you and Uncle Yan? Are you both well?"
The two of them appeared like a mother and daughter reunited after a long time, with no sign of estrangement at all.
"We're good, both your Uncle Yan and I. Let me have a look at you." Zhuang Xiyue lifted a hand to brush back her hair, her eyes satisfied and full of comfort.
"You've truly blossomed beautifully." With her looks and aura, even the Capital City's top socialites can't compare. Zhuang Xiyue was increasingly proud of her own judgment.
Yun Ya bashfully lowered her gaze at the right moment, appearing both obedient and gentle, which softened Zhuang Xiyue's heart entirely.
"Tomorrow is the Old Master's birthday banquet. You'll come with me. Don't be afraid, just stick close to me, and I've prepared all the gifts for you."
