Madame Yan had heard the servants announce that the young master had brought back the young mistress. She initially planned to go out and greet them, but Master Yan, seated in the center, huffed.
"Since when do mothers-in-law go to welcome their daughters-in-law? What kind of manners is that?"
Madame Yan rarely agreed with the old Master, her face stiffened while Yan Bo swiftly pulled her close to him and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Hua, dear, don't make it hard for Ying'er!"
Madame Yan reluctantly sat back down. It was true, her going out wouldn't have added to the respect to her daughter-in-law, but rather would give the old master an impression that Ying'er was haughty.
As they hesitated, the bridegroom had already brought the bride in.
"Young Master Yan, put me down, please." Zhu Qianying glanced at the crowd in the hall and felt she should walk over by herself. After all, she was the younger generation.
