The Shen family's dinner was livelier than usual, with the Tangs joining them. Their conversation started from Shen Yi's work, to Lu Xinyi's performance at the academy, and how the previous Young Master Shen met Sun Meixiu in an accident.
Lu Xinyi didn't talk that much and only spoke when she was asked. Shen Yi, on the other hand, wasn't sure if he made a mistake in accepting Tang Lingfei's request to meet his wife.
Her hands smoothed the bedspread Jiao Jiao brought to her in the guest bedroom. Returning the comforter to its proper place, she gently lined up the pillows at the base of the headboard.
Lu Xinyi sighed and looked outside, relieved that the snowstorm outside had somewhat stopped midway during their dinner. Her initial impression of her maternal grandmother wasn't bad at all.
