Yan Yidan smiled modestly, "Aunt Lu is too kind. May I see your son? If he's not good-looking, I might not want him."
Lu Mother: "..."
Old Sir Lu, his face flushing with anger, exclaimed, "Nonsense! Shi Yu, look at the person you've brought!"
Lu Mother also felt a bit embarrassed. Hadn't the Yan Family told her that Yan Yidan was knowledgeable, polite, and understanding?
Why did she act as if she had never seen a man before?
Faced with her sincere eyes,
she chuckled and said, "I'll point him out to you later."
Yan Yidan nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
As for Lu Qingyan's fiancée, she had never taken her seriously. She probably was no different from the usual pampered noble girl, sitting somewhat bored in her seat.
