The middle-aged man said indifferently, "How could Bai Xianyu live here? She's a phoenix on a parasol tree. Even if she wants to rest, she has to choose a place of grandeur."
"That's right," the young man agreed.
Old Madam's expression immediately turned ugly. "You can say these things here, but don't say it in front of Xianyu. She's Xing'er's daughter and your niece!"
She turned to the young man again. "And you, put away your spineless look. That's your cousin. Why would she despise her mother's family?"
The two men stopped talking and drank their tea.
…
Bai Xianyu and the others quickly arrived at the Yu family's door.
When they got out of the carriage, they saw a woman standing beside an old lady, looking at them in disbelief.
Bai Xianyu's gaze met theirs and she smiled.
"Wait! Come back. Xianyu seems to have arrived."
Yu Fengyan hurriedly called out to the servants and helped the old lady forward with a smile.