CHAPTER 1085: CHAPTER 222: WISHFUL THINKING AND COLLUSION (PART 2)

Miss Zi from the Fourth Branch married the Young Master Jiang, and the couple work as scholars abroad, seldom returning to the country.

Lady Jiang laughed, "A few days ago Zizi called and said she’s pregnant and would be coming back to nurture the baby."

Jiang Hanbi raised an eyebrow, "Mom, why didn’t you mention this before?"

Everyone present laughed, and Lu Yuke was the first to congratulate the old man, "After all these years, Zizi has finally accomplished what she wanted, all thanks to your blessing, old man."

Lady Jiang patted Jiang Hanbi’s hand, "I just found out myself."

Yan Nanrong held Pei Xinyi’s hand, which felt cold, and couldn’t help but turn to look at her. Seeing her pale face and slightly tired expression, he gently asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Pei Xinyi smiled, but that smile carried an inexplicable bitterness to outsiders, "I’m fine."

Upon hearing this, Yan Nanrong pressed his lips together and whispered in her ear, "I’ll take you to rest after the banquet. Just hang in there a little longer."

Pei Xinyi’s eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her head gently.

Yan Lan then laughed, "Look at Brother Four and Sister-In-Law, they’ve been married for ten years and are still as loving as ever. Truly enviable."

"Envy won’t help. Better find a man and get married soon," Yan Nanrong laughed heartily.

"Pshaw, Brother Four always teases me. I’ll never marry in this life. What’s so great about serving a man like a beast of burden? Life alone is so much more carefree and delightful."

Su Yu shook her head, smiling, and tapped Yan Lan’s forehead, "Don’t let Mom hear that, or you’ll be in trouble."

The room was filled with laughter, and Yun Ya lowered her gaze, just in time to see Yan Song looking at her, with his eyes slightly raised and a playful smile dancing at his eyes.

Yun Ya glared at him, lowering her gaze without a change in expression.

Luckily, he arrived in time, or the topic Meng Shujing brought up would have been hard to smooth over. Seeing Meng Shujing secretly gnashing her teeth in frustration, she couldn’t help but feel a bit gleeful at her misfortune.

Meng Shujing was furious. The subject had been interrupted, and bringing it up again wouldn’t be so easy. She had wanted to settle it before Lu Yuke arrived, but was a step too late.

Her gaze, cold and unyielding, swept towards Ji Yunya. She blamed it all on this young girl; if it weren’t for her meddling, the matter would have been settled.

"Great-Grandfather," suddenly a sharp voice rang out, jarring and somewhat uncomfortable to the ears.

Following the sound, a young woman emerged from the crowd, smiling as she approached the old man, "Great-Grandfather, do you remember me?"

This woman’s dress was simple, and her appearance and demeanor were unremarkable, yet there was a hint of Lu Yuke in her features, which instantly clarified her identity to everyone present.

Thinking of Lu Yuke’s intentions, it was hard not to laugh. She looked less worthy than the Yan Family’s servants. If not for Lu Yuke being the eldest lady of the Yan Family, Lu Mingzhu wouldn’t even have the qualification to enter the Yan Family as a maid.

Lu Mingzhu spoke, unable to resist glancing at the side at Yan Song. Yan Song frowned with contempt, discreetly moving aside a bit.

"Who are you...?"

The old man studied the girl before him, asking somewhat puzzled.

Lu Yuke stepped out, smiling as she grabbed Lu Mingzhu’s hand, "Dad, this is my grandniece from my maternal family, Mingzhu. You held her in your arms when she was little."

The old man squinted, obscuring the emotions in his eyes, and suddenly laughed, "Grown up."

"Yes, she’s grown into a young lady. If it were ancient times, she could already give you a great-great-grandchild." Lu Yuke said with no pretense, casting a meaningful glance at Yan Song after finishing.

Yun Ya almost wanted to laugh; the Yan Family truly is a place of hidden undercurrents. Just as Meng Junci left, Lu Mingzhu arrived. Is Brother Yan that sought after?

Yan Song slightly frowned, feeling disdainful inside.

Lu Mingzhu, shy and bashful, lowered her head, "Aunt, don’t tease me...."

Lu Yuke thought to herself, though this girl was spoiled and willful, she knew how to weigh matters at times.

"Haha, so it was Sister Mingzhu. I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Sister Mingzhu, you haven’t changed much since childhood, still the same, distinct personality," Yan Xing said, walking over with a smile and unobtrusively linking arms with Lu Mingzhu, her tone full of undisguised mockery.

Even with her ugly looks, she wants to compete with Sister Ah Ci for the elder brother. So ridiculous.

Lu Mingzhu ground her teeth in secret, looking at the bright and lively face in front of her, wishing she could scratch it. This little brat, just you wait.

Yan Xing raised an eyebrow; she just loved seeing Lu Mingzhu drive herself crazy with anger yet unable to do anything about it.