The dazzling light illuminated the large mansion, and it was as bright as daylight. A group of servants came in and out, one after another. They greeted the guests in an estranged but polite manner.
As the madam and the eldest lady of the Zhao family, Duan Yarong and Zhao Youlin were naturally very busy. This was especially so for Duan Yarong. She had been busy making various arrangements in the kitchen as well as the living hall. She had to remind the servants of many things to do with the guests at the banquet.
Before the start of the banquet, she was already looking a bit tired. Even though it had not been obvious, Zhao Youlin had been paying attention to her and how could she not have noticed that?
She went over and held Duan Yarong's hand as she said, "Mother, the guests haven't really started arriving yet. Go and take a rest for a while first. Otherwise, you would get busy later."
