Upon hearing her brother's words, Zhang Lexue suddenly remembered – during the two to three years when she was an apprentice, whenever Yan Qing encountered her, he couldn't even call her by name. He simply didn't see women at all, so now, for him to allow Ling Hua to link arms with him, to personally put a veil on her, this must be love. Given his temperament, he certainly wouldn't do such things otherwise.
To have a man who never noticed women fall in love, she admired Ling Hua even more. She wondered how she managed to achieve that.
Even if Yan Qing and Qin Huan drunkenly caused the transfer of the marriage arrangement, once sober, Yan Qing, even if he didn't outright deny it, would definitely not be so intimate with Ling Hua.
When the two returned to the bedside of Old Madam Zhang, her spirits were high. Seeing them return, she asked with a smile from her bed, "Are the guests sent off?"
Zhang Yanting nodded, "Grandmother, they have been sent off."
