Hearing the voice, Embroiderer Ru and several younger embroidery ladies all fell silent, turned around simultaneously, and bent at the waist to greet the person coming down from the floor above, "Madam Cheng!"
The person descending the stairs was none other than the proprietor of Red Smoke Pavilion, Cheng Panzhen.
Lin Yuan looked up and although she had heard from Xia Zheng before that Madam Cheng had never married in her life, upon actually meeting her, she exuded a motherly gentleness and quiet elegance, which was incredibly heartwarming.
Moreover, she seemed even older than the rumors suggested; even though she took great care of herself, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were very noticeable, indicating that running the Red Smoke Pavilion must be very taxing on her.
Madam Cheng walked down, took the handkerchief from Embroiderer Ru's hand, looked at it with a smile, and nodded repeatedly, "Indeed, not bad."
