Mrs. Yao obviously didn't expect the other person to have such an identity and was taken aback for a moment.
Wen Wan, however, remained calm. Having just heard Lin Xiaoyue mention Mrs. Yao's identity, she followed suit and paid her respects, "Greetings, Madam."
"No need for such formalities," Mrs. Yao had already come to her senses, displaying her usual gentle and warm smile.
Then she looked at Lin Xiaoyue and playfully scolded, "Having such a close friend, you should have introduced her to us earlier. How about this, the next time we host a banquet at home, I'll certainly invite both of you. Dudu's wife, Mrs. Song, please don't refuse then."
Wen Wan smiled and said, "It's such an honor to be a guest at the Uncle Mansion. How could we possibly decline your invitation?"
"Exactly," Lin Xiaoyue said, "I've never been to Madam's manor. If there's really a chance next time, I'll definitely broaden my horizons."
