A few people headed to the Xiao Family together.
Early in the morning, Xiao Chengyi was anxiously waiting in the mansion.
Xiao Chengyu had already returned from Nvzhen Hall, and indeed, she had changed a lot.
The previously loud and boisterous nature had subdued considerably, her manners now exuded elegance, and she appeared much calmer, with her words being more concise.
Even though she had become much thinner, which pained Mrs. Zhou's heart, her daughter had become elegant and tranquil, bringing her a sense of relief.
Mrs. Zhou's heart remained a bit tense, as there was indeed a debt owed to Shen Ruoxi by the Zhou Family.
If it weren't for Chengyi's excessive actions this time, she wouldn't have approached, having previously avoided him as if he was the plague.
Yet, Old Mrs. Xiao was indifferent to the matter, always relying on her age, thinking what could a prince and princess consort possibly do?
