At these words, the expressions of everyone from the Yan Clan shifted.
Yan Jingyang, however, who had specifically come along with his mother, looked as though he would happily watch the spectacle grow even bigger.
Madam Xie smiled gently. "Old Madam, what do you think?"
Silence settled over the hall.
Su Xinlan frowned. Though she had expected this, when she thought of the countless cold looks and jeers Yan Shisan would suffer because of it...
She could not help sighing inwardly.
Their mothers had been close when they were young, so Su Xinlan and Yan Shisan could almost be considered childhood sweethearts.
After a moment of silence, the Old Madam's voice grew a little colder.
"It can only be said that Shisan lacks the good fortune."
Madam Xie breathed a sigh of relief and hastily said, "Please don't put it that way, Old Madam. We can only blame the two children's having the chance to meet but not the fate to be together.
"Why not summon Young Master Shisan? I should apologize to him in person."
No matter what, the person concerned had to be informed of this matter.
So the Old Madam sent someone to summon Yan Shisan.
Before long, Yan Shisan strode in, dressed in blue.
The moment he appeared, every gaze in the hall turned toward him.
There was worry, reluctance, mockery...
"Yan Shisan pays his respects to Grandmother and Father."
Then he greeted the others.
The youth's expression was calm, neither reverent nor discourteous.
Standing in the center, he had a heroic air about his brows and an unyielding spirit in his bones.
Madam Xie of the Lin Residence glanced at him without betraying anything.
This Yan Shisan really was handsome.
He lacked the frivolity of ordinary youths and gave the impression of being as steady