Qianxue watched her quietly and replied icily, "No need, thank you." Under the table, her small hand secretly wriggled free from Leng Chenxuan's restraint.
Yun Muyin continued to giggle, "A woman's face is very important, you mustn't neglect it. Look at me, I take care of my skin every day..."
"Less talking while nurturing the fetus!" Old Madam Leng, holding back her irritation, interrupted Yun Muyin's self-satisfaction and then said to everyone, "Eat without talking, sleep without chatting. Since the dishes are served, let's start eating."
Yun Muyin glanced at the old lady, smiled, and with a graceful hand started to sip the nourishing soup prepared especially for her, her eyes sparkling with pride.
After the meal.
Leng Chenxuan went to the study to deal with the accumulation of public affairs, while Qianxue went to Su Qinghe's room.
Upon her arrival, she saw a maid clumsily giving Madam Leng a full-body massage. Madam Leng, with her eyes wide open, watched silently.
