Hearing everyone's praise for Yun Yuwan, Jiang Yingyu remained composed while a smile danced in his eyes.
"Just like Sister Qin in her younger days, she stands out in a crowd, everyone's eyes fixed solely on her."
"It seems temperament really must be taught; with Sister Qin's guidance, her protégée is indeed a lady from a prestigious family, a bank magnate's daughter."
"It's rare to see the old lady so fond of someone, even the most capable Qing'an fails to garner her affection, but Yuwan is truly endearing."
The more Zhao Qin listened, the more pleased she felt, and although she usually maintained her composure with effortless grace, now her smile became notably warmer.
Someone finally broached the subject: "Aqin, you've met my son, and he's still single; do you think there's a chance to aspire for a match with Yuwan?"
Zhao Qin realized what was happening and pretended to rebuke: "Now, what's this talk of aspiring? Madam Zheng is discussing such matters here."
