Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studion/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Yingxueâs stunning face bore a subtle warning. âFourth Aunt, considering your lineage within the Marquisâs Manor, I havenât prevented your return for the reunion. However, if you fail to show gratitude, 1 am capable of the same measures grandfather once took. I believe Madam Chang Yuan and the household members would be pleased to see you unable to return.â
âYou!â Su Xinlanâs eyes widened, her heart trembling fiercely.
Su Yingxue, despite her young age, possessed a ruthless and unyielding heart. A fierce and menacing expression flickered across her delicate face, nearly causing Su Xinlan to grind her teeth!
Su Xinlan stormed into the residence, seething with anger. âSu Yingxue, just you wait!â
Despite the disdainful looks from everyone in the Marquisâs Manor, she was determined to carve out her path and earn their respect, especially her fatherâs!
Su Yingxue had waited at the door for quite some time, eagerly anticipating the arrival of Su Han.
Su Han had left after her surgery, likely due to her concerns. Unable to understand Su Hanâs feelings, Su Yingxue refrained from involving herself in matters concerning the Regional Princeâs Mansion.
However, as the one in charge of the Marquisâs Manor now, it was only proper for her to personally welcome Su Han and her husband, not only to honor Su Han but also to save face for Chu Xiaotian.
She hoped that by doing so, Su Han would have a better experience in the Regional Princeâs Mansion in the future.
âMiss, look, the carriage from the Regional Princeâs Mansion has arrived!â
Zhilan pointed excitedly ahead. A luxurious carriage, pulled by four horses, stood out even more than Su Xinlanâs three-horse carriage, emphasizing the Imperial familyâs prestigious status.
Su Yingxue instructed Zhilan to bring a ladder, intending to personally greet Su Han.
However, when the carriage door opened, Chu Xiaotian emerged first.
A hint of disgust flashed in Su Yingxueâs eyes, but she had no choice but to welcome Chu Xiaotian.
Chu Xiaotian merely exchanged superficial greetings with her, and their mutual dislike was palpable.
But as Su Yingxue glanced at the carriage, noticing no one descending, she called out, âSister?â
No response.
Frowning, Su Yingxue turned to Chu Xiaotian. âYour Highness, whereâs my sister?â
Chu Xiaotianâs expression turned cold as he wordlessly entered the manor.
After inquiring with the coachman, Zhilan reported to Su Yingxue, âMiss, Miss Han never boarded the carriage. Sheâs still in the Regional Princeâs Mansion and hasnât come out.â
A sense of unease settled in Su Yingxueâs heart.
She retreated to a secluded corner of the manor and summoned Zi Wei.
Silently, Zi Wei appeared before her.
Su Yingxue instructed him, âGo to the Regional Princeâs Mansion, find Sister, and assess her situation. If sheâs unwilling, bring her back here.â
Zi Wei nodded. âUnderstood.â
He disappeared without a trace, like wisps of smoke dissipating into the air.
Returning to the front hall, Su Qingzhi sat at the head, flanked by the imposing Su Dinghui and the listless Su Dingheng. His third son was still away on business, leaving only his wife, Madam Yin, and youngest daughter, Su Miaoyan, present.
Except for Chu Xiaotian, who arrived late, everyone had already paid their respects to Su Qingzhi.
Chu Xiaotian, a Regional Prince and fifth-ranked official, only needed to bow to Su Qingzhi. Yet, upon seeing him, he knelt and greeted, âGrandson-in-law Chu Xiaotian pays respects to Grandfather.â
Su Qingzhi nodded in acknowledgment.
Su Xinlan, always eager to curry favor with those of high status, eagerly approached them..