Little Fox looked at the old man before her and instinctively wrinkled her nose.
Her nose was exceptionally sharp, and she could naturally smell the cheap scent of rouge and powder on the old man.
Her maternal uncle? This old fellow was no saint either. Still, Little Fox keenly caught the crucial point in his words.
Qingqiu.
Had this fellow mentioned it by accident, or was he giving her a hint?
Little Fox said nothing, merely gazing calmly at the old man.
Meanwhile, Su Fu and the rest of the Su Family finally grasped what was going on.
So this one really was a madam—though likely a secondary wife.
As everyone knew, Yin-Yang Dharma King's public identity here with Su Che was "maternal uncle," meaning Third Young Master Su's nominal father-in-law. The terms for maternal uncle and aunt had originally referred to one's father-in-law and mother-in-law.
At first, the entire Su Family had found this maternal uncle somewhat difficult to adjust to. Though he had honestly settled into the household and become half a master of the residence, his rumored daughter had never once shown herself.
What sense was there in a father-in-law moving in before his daughter ever came to the door?
But as time passed, coupled with the fact that Yin-Yang Dharma King truly possessed a temperament that inspired both affection and admiration, the Su Family gradually stopped caring so much about that young madam whose whereabouts were unknown.
After all, the Su Family was a great and eminent household with few descendants. Every young master was a scarce political resource. If they were to form marriage alliances, they had to choose excellent households. Though this maternal uncle was the father of a secondary wife, a secondary wife was still a wife—indeed, perhaps even more dangerous to offend