Jun Manor, Amaranthine.
Yu Mei nonchalantly gazed at the Old Lady standing in front of her. Prim, proper and elegant, Old Madam Jun was exactly like what she appeared in her pictures. If only she was not an old witch who treated Jun Zixuan harshly back then.
How long has been since she last stepped her foot on her homeland. Yu Mei could not describe her emotions at this moment. But before she could live in the moment, she had to inhale the polluted air of this grand mansion.
"This is....?" Old Madam Jun frowned, not being able to hide the hint of disgust in her eyes as she looked at the indecently dressed woman standing in front of her.
The servant beside her leaned closer to her before whispering something in her ear.
The old lady's expression changed slightly as she glanced at Jun Zixuan, "She is not staying here."
Yu Mei leaned her head on the man's shoulder, "And who are you to decide that?"
