Xu Feng's practice somewhat paid off. While the two women still regarded him with disdain, but at the very least there was no tea spillage.
The only tea that needed to be spilled, was about the backyard drama…
But he wasn't interested in that stuff…
After the two sipped their tea, they invited the younger generation to take a seat.
Old Lady Xuan was much better at hiding her thoughts than her daughter-in-law. She was also gifted with the few words she shared. "Xuan Yang is a scholar, all they do is read books, if there is anything wrong in the future, you will have to take more care of him."
Lady Xuan's eyes flinched subtly as the older woman 'belittled' her perfect son. "My Yang is very good in all things; all he needs is an heir." Her voice didn't conceal the pride in the slightest. She was like a proud housewife in Xu Feng's original world.