"Come in," Zhen Ping smiled awkwardly and stepped aside to lead the way for the Yao Family.
The carriages of the Yao Family parked at the end of the alley, they did not even bring their housekeeper along.
She stepped into the courtyard.
When she did not show up, Zhen Ping was anxious; but when she actually came, Zhen Ping felt even more uneasy.
The reason was simple, the courtyard was too simple and bare.
Yet, there was no change in the expression on the face of the Yao Family.
If he knew that Yao Family had been to courtyards even simpler than this one and that her biological daughter, son-in-law, and son used to live there, he would understand why Yao Family seemed so calm.
Zhen Ping led Yao Family to the main room, nervously and excitedly said, "There's no hot tea yet, please wait, I'll go and ask Yuexiu to make a pot."
"Is her name Yuexiu?" Yao Family looked at him and asked.
