Mother Ruan thought she was going to splash tea on them, and she instinctively stepped back, pulling Yan Yue with her.
However, Jian Yufei just walked past them with the teacup in hand, heading straight for Ruan Anguo's study.
She didn't offer a word of defense, nor showed the slightest hint of aggrievement.
Mother Ruan sneered contemptuously, "A sycophant, always trying to please the old man...Even if the old man likes you, don't ever think about marrying my son!"
Yan Yue concealed a smile at the corner of her lips.
As Jian Yufei had brought this upon herself, she couldn't blame her for being ruthless...
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Without waiting for a response after knocking on the old man's study door, Jian Yufei immediately pushed it open.
"Grandfather, I've brought you some tea."
Ruan Anguo was sitting at his desk, holding a photo frame.
On seeing her enter, he quickly hid the photo frame in the drawer and closed it.
