Gu Er didn't say it out loud, but Ms. Yan, being such a shrewd person, was already thinking about it. If it was already achieved, there was no need to say more.
Sometimes just one sentence surpasses a million.
Saying more might even backfire.
"Second Young Master, no matter what, as long as Madam accepts the tea I offer, I am already content. Now that I have this child and can stay by your side, I am satisfied," Ms. Yan looked at the man beside her with deep affection.
Gu Er was full of excitement, "Fourth Lady."
As both of them were like this, Tang Ping, kneeling to the side, was secretly troubled. The old madam probably didn't even want to lay half an eye on this Aunt Yan. Yet, here Aunt Yan was, with the Second Young Master like this; it's no wonder Madam couldn't forgive Gu Er.
It seems kneeling here today was in vain.
In the Warm Pavilion, the old Madam had already put away the scriptures, "Are they still kneeling outside?"
