Su Zhaojun noticed the middle-aged woman's expression and shook her head with a smile, "This is pure prejudice. I've always thought that this younger uncle, in his nature and talents, was quite commendable. If he hadn't been spoiled by our mother, he would certainly shine. Isn't he now turning a new leaf and starting to improve? Over the past month, he has solved several significant cases."
The middle-aged woman responded with a chuckle, "We'll see."
Su Zhaojun shook her head, "Let's go in. Ever since my father was imprisoned, this entrance feels deserted. The warmth of humanity is indeed shallow."
The mansion's main gate was open wide, with the housekeeper and several servants waiting out front.
"Greetings, young mistress."
After the housekeeper had bowed, he expressed in his tone a slight rebuke, "Young mistress, you should have sent word before your arrival. This leaves this old servant unprepared, and I have unintentionally neglected you."
