The more the wife of the Champion Marquis looked at the chubby young lord, the more she felt he was pleasant to the eyes. She gently patted the back of Han Lei's hand.
"Don't worry! Later I'll have a word with that Changle girl for you."
She deliberately stretched the words "have a word", making her intentions unmistakably clear.
"Hehe." Han Lei let out a dry laugh and followed her words, "Then I'll trouble you, Aunt."
The wife of the Champion Marquis felt she had indeed guessed Han Lei's thoughts correctly and smiled with profound meaning.
Han Lei quickly changed the topic, looking towards the Champion Marquis.
"Uncle, I forgot to mention. This fragrant wine has one distinguishing feature from Drunken Immortal Brew."
"Oh? How so?" The Champion Marquis wore an expression of eager anticipation.
