Lady Liu quickly shook her head, dispelling from her mind what seemed like an absurd idea. Although she was fond of Xia Zheng, who didn't put on any airs, how could their kind of family possibly match up to the Young Master of Fuman Building? Old Chen next door, whose son hadn't even passed the imperial exams, already looked down on his own daughter. Wouldn't Xia Zheng's family disdain Lin Yuan even more?
Biting her lip, Lady Liu decided that it would be best to limit her daughter's contact with Xia Zheng. Otherwise, it would surely be her daughter who ended up getting hurt in the long run.
Lin Yuan, busy preparing lunch outside, was oblivious to Lady Liu's fleeting thoughts of linking her with Xia Zheng. She was currently busy making steamed buns with Loudmouth, Aunt Wang, and a few others.
The day before, Lin Yuan had already prepared the dough, which took two large bowls due to the number of people eating.
