Jiang Chunlan returned home after her hurried journey.
This operation ended in failure, she didn't obtain anything and instead, stirred up trouble.
The servant noticed Jiang Chunlan's unhappy expression and brought her favorite flower tea, carefully saying, "Madam, Madam Zhu called you the day before yesterday."
As expected, Jiang Chunlan's face darkened.
"Tomorrow evening, the Zhus have prepared a welcome banquet in Qingyang for Ms. Zhu, and they invite you to attend."
The servant observed Jiang Chunlan's expression, knowing that Madam didn't like the Zhus, but her impression of the new Ms. Zhu, was quite good. Usually, Madam wouldn't attend such flashy banquets, but this time she wasn't so sure.
Jiang Chunlan took a sip of the flower tea and after a while, indifferently said, "Arrange it."
The servant thought to herself, this new Ms. Zhu must have some great influence.
"Aunt Lan, there's a banquet tomorrow night, I want to go too."
