A woman came forward to help Elder Yang stand up while supporting his weight. She looked stunning and was dressed in a long, white body-hugging oriental skirt that had peach blossoms climbing up from the bottom, pairing it with pearls as her jewelry.
Zhao Lifei kept her facade even in the presence of Su Meixiu who was helping Elder Yang as if she was the granddaughter-in-law. How amusing.
"That will be all, Xiao Xiu." Yang Mujian responded.
Zhao Lifei found it strange that even though Su Meixiu was seen as a suitable candidate, Yang Mujian's tone towards her was the same as the one he used on her. Zhao Lifei bowed her head to pay respects and walked off with her grandfather, sitting down with him at the grand circular table in the center meant for the honorable guests.
She poured her grandfather a cup of tea and quietly placed it in front of him. He took a sip out of the jade cup, not fazed by the expensive taste of the Da-Hong Pao tea.
