Steward Ding handed over the invitation card, "This was just delivered from the Ran Residence."
Zhulan took it and read it with a smile, "Ran Wan has arrived in the capital."
Upon hearing the Ran surname, Lady Gao took a moment to remember who that was, the future eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Zhou family, and said with a smile, "That's an invitation card."
Zhulan put down the card, "Mhm."
Seeing that it was getting late, Lady Gao said, "I will head back for today, just let me know once you've chosen a good date."
Zhulan stood up, "Thank you so much for today."
"I'll be troubling you in the future as well."
Zhulan, "As long as you say the word, I will definitely take care of it."
At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Yang had been sneezing continuously, his mind somewhat foggy, unable to concentrate, and he lay listlessly on the desk. It was to no avail being careful; he still caught a cold.