Ye Guixue stood up to pay his respects to the lady of the house.
Su Rong, with her keen sense, noticed the subtle wrinkles on the cuffs of his sleeves. A smile formed in her heart as she thought about the renowned Second Young Master Ye, who seemed to be nervous upon his first encounter with the lady of the house, just as he was with her.
The lady of the house hurriedly waved her hand, "Guixue, no need for formalities. We are family, after all."
Even though it was their first meeting, the lady of the house did not feel like a stranger. She, following Su Rong's lead, addressed him as Guixue.
It was only a slight difference in address, but Ye Guixue could sense the lady of the house's approval of him.
Relieved, Ye Guixue looked at Su Rong and nodded with a smile, "Auntie is right."
The lady of the house sat beside Mrs. Shen, and Su Rong sat next to Ye Guixue.
