Yun Qianyu patted Hua Mei on the shoulder and gave her a comforting look.
Hua Mei felt moved by Yun Qianyu's act. Feeling calm, Hua Mei whispered, "Young miss, I'm alright."
Yun Qianyu nodded, then led the three into the hall.
Standing directly opposite to them, a person looked at the three of them with a sinister look. Not long after, the person disappeared into the crowd.
At the end of the hall sat the seventy-year-old Chiang old madam. She had a wealthy demeanor, gentle eyes, and looked very charitable. However, a smart person would never be fooled by her appearance. How could the old madam of the Chiang family be an ordinary person?
At the side of the old madam sat a woman who wore a red phoenix brocade long dress. The woman's face was similar to that of the Chiang old madam. The difference was that the woman had an intimidating spirit, something that could only be accumulated through years of power and prestige.
