Baili Xia asked, "Uncle Fengjin, what's going on? Who is that person?"
Bei Fengjin pressed his thin lips tightly, not answering immediately.
After a long silence, he finally replied lightly, "Bei Miao, Nan Family."
...
Seeing Nan Fengqing's arrival, Bei Qingyue was even more surprised than before.
She and the Old Madam had long thought that the Nan Family would not come.
Who knew, a few people came all at once.
Bei Qingyue stood up and went directly to greet them.
Even though the rivalry between the two families was intense, sometimes even harboring hatred, the proper manners in such situations still needed to be observed.
"Mr. Nan."
Nan Fengqing saw Bei Qingyue and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.
"Lady Yue, congratulations."
The young man handed the gift box to the servant beside Bei Qingyue and then retreated back to Nan Fengqing's side.
