There were four dishes and one soup. Only one of them had a little bit of meat on it. The rest were all green.
The old lady looked at them, she had lost her appetite. Jia Huan was fine. Her life could not be compared to her aunt and uncle's. It was rare for her to eat meat.
She had eaten most of the dishes on the table.
After eating, Jia Huan began to walk around. She found a maidservant to show her around to familiarize with the house.
It did not take long for her to find out where Xie Pinggang's courtyard was.
She walked straight in.
When she came to the Xie Residence, she had specially put on the most beautiful clothes she owned.
The cherry red dress on her was delicate and cute. Now that she was much fairer, the color really popped. Holding a butterfly-embroidered handkerchief in her hand, she stepped on her embroidered shoes and approached the window.
"Ah…"
