358 Calm Persuasion From the Artist

Perhaps because of the fact that she knew Zixu for a while, she could recognize the nervous signs across his expression. There was a slight delay in his words, only a fraction of a second that was barely noticeable to most. His eyebrows gathered for a brief moment before he relaxed them again, greeting his father with a placid smile.

On the other hand, Ziyang remained sitting by the side, worry plainly strung along his face. His eyes darted around the room, making sense of the situation.

Seeing the Old Master of the Yu Household, the very person the Fourth Miss was supposed to become a concubine of, Yujia should've been panicked. She should've felt at least a hint of concern. But surprisingly, as she surveyed the scenario, she was calm. Calmer than she would've ever expected.

"What is she doing here?" Zixu's father questioned him, distaste plain in his voice. 

Zixu opened his mouth, about to say something, but Yujia spoke up ahead of him.