"This is good. The two of you are of the same age, so it's also a good thing for you to spar and learn from each other. As for Mr. Hu Shan, I'll get someone to send a message later. Mr. Hu Shan cherishes talent, and Mingzhao is Mr. Xian Yun's disciple. I don't think he'll refuse such a good seedling."
Even on account of Mr. Xian Yun, Mr. Hu Shan would gladly agree.
Song Mingzhao had achieved his goal and quickly thanked her. "Thank you for fulfilling my wish, Grandmother Yu."
Old Madam Yu smiled. "As the saying goes, one can't take advantage of others. In the past two years, you've been filial to me a lot. How can I not agree to such a small matter?"
With this joke, the atmosphere in the room relaxed again.
At noon, Song Mingzhao naturally stayed in the Yu Residence for lunch.
Kong Qing was serving food at the side. He paid attention to which dish the Heir ate more often.
Unknowingly, the Heir ate a lot.
