"I didn't come for any particular reason, just to see how you were doing. I never thought I'd find you in such a grand house. It seems you're doing quite well for yourself."
"Thanks to the blessings of the Ji Family's ancestors, I didn't quite die. I managed to pull through. Life is... passable, I suppose. At least I haven't been reduced to begging on the streets."
The aunt and niece traded barbs—one with veiled sarcasm, the other with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. The others didn't know whether to agree or disagree, making the atmosphere unbearably awkward.
The only exception was Ma Liugun, whose eyes were wide as she eagerly looked for a chance to find fault with Ji Huan.
There was also the meddlesome Aunt Qi, who hadn't said much until now.
