The butler was shocked, had their eldest son already brought that woman to the mansion before?
Seeing the calm deanor of the madam, the butler’s anxious heart also relaxed, and he stepped aside: "I was too reckless, madam."
At this mont, Lu Jinyang and Zhuang Shuqing walked in, and the butler called out: "Eldest young master, welco ho."
Eldest young master?!
Ye Han suddenly stood up from the sofa and ran to the entrance, only to realize that it was indeed the eldest young master, her son Lu Jinyang; her face darkened as she said to the butler, "Why didn’t you say anything when the eldest young master ca back?"
The butler felt incredibly wronged, now understanding that both he and the madam had misunderstood each other. The madam must have thought it was the second master Lu’s family who had co, and she thought the eldest young master had returned during her leave...
"Co, co, you’re finally back..."
She hadn’t finished her sentence when Ye Han finally noticed Zhuang Shuqing standing beside Lu Jinyang.
With just one look, she recognized the woman who claid to be a "caregiver".
Ye Han’s gaze swept over Zhuang Shuqing and paused on the hands they held together, pensive.
"Mom, are you just going to make stand here?"
"Ah, yes yes yes, co over and sit, sit here." Having said that, she walked to the sofa and seated herself first.
Zhuang Shuqing allowed Lu Jinyang to lead her over, feeling uneasy inside.
She had noticed Ye Han’s scrutinizing gaze, but she said nothing, letting them co in to sit without ignoring her.
For a mont, Zhuang Shuqing felt utterly clueless.
At this mont, she realized that she cared a lot about the impression Lu Jinyang’s family had of her.
As soon as the two of them sat down, Ye Han imdiately started talking.
"Jinyang, why didn’t you tell you were coming back? I could have asked them to prepare more dishes."
"There’s never a shortage of food at ho."
Ye Han: "..." You brat, do you talk to your own mother like this in front of outsiders?
She cleared her throat, summoned the butler, and instructed him to ask the kitchen to prepare more dishes, then she said no more.
Lu Jinyang leaned on the couch, his long legs lazily crossed, quietly watching his mom waiting for him to speak. Neither of them spoke, seeing who could outlast the other.
After a long ti, Ye Han looked exasperated. Really, the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old ones forward. Her own son can endure much more than she can.
She pretended to notice their clasped hands nonchalantly and feigned surprise: "You two... Jinyang, why are you holding the caregiver miss’s hand all this ti? This isn’t right~"
Her simple words made Zhuang Shuqing blush. She tried to pull her hand back, but he grasped it even tighter.
"It’s my wife’s hand, what’s wrong with that?"
Ye Han was first stunned, then shocked, and then suddenly stood up, shouting towards upstairs, "Lu Zhiyuan, co down right now!"
The study door quickly opened, and Lu Zhiyuan ran down anxiously, seeing no one but the three of them in the living room, he breathed a sigh of relief, chiding, "We have guests, what kind of decorum is this, shouting like that?"
"She’s not a guest," Ye Han said.
Lu Zhiyuan looked over, seeing Zhuang Shuqing sowhat embarrassedly lowering her head, thinking she felt awkward, his face grew stern, "Ye Han, stop making a fuss."
"She really isn’t a guest though, your son just told , this ’caregiver miss’ is his wife."
Caregiver miss?
Wife?
What is all this nonsense!
"Alright, you two just love to make a fuss. Miss Zhuang, don’t mind them."
Zhuang Shuqing felt even more embarrassed, and could only smile weakly: "It’s okay."
Ye Han wouldn’t have it, she quickly walked up to Lu Jinyang, pointed at Zhuang Shuqing: "Son, tell , is she or is she not your wife? Co on, tell your dad."
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