Once Shen Qing entered the main hall, he immediately noticed that today's dinner spread differed from usual, appearing quite lavish.
Seeing Shen Xiu seated on the left, he asked in confusion, "Auntie, don't we usually eat in your side chambers? What's the occasion today?"
"A family meal," Shen Xiu said, patting a chair and motioning for Shen Qing to sit beside her.
At her words, Shen Qing moved to sit down.
Shen Xiu eyed her nephew, satisfaction gleaming at the corners of her eyes.
Say what you will about the Shen Family, but their bone structure was impeccable.
After days of care and with a new fitted outfit, Shen Qing truly embodied a fine young man.
Broad where he needed to be broad, slim where he needed to be slim, and solid where he needed to be solid.
Using the family's dialect, Shen Xiu asked, "Have you settled well in the Outer City? Is anyone bothering you?"
Bothering me?
Most who tried are dead now.
