The old residence of the Shi Family was built in the picturesque Half Moon Bay, a broad area with pleasant scenery. The key point was the excellent feng shui, which provided shelter for descendants. Thus, the Shi Family’s ancestors invested heavily to buy this land and constructed the ancestral residence that has been passed down, boasting a history of nearly a hundred years.
Therefore, the architecture of the Shi Family’s old residence carried a hint of classical elegance. Even after all these years, it didn’t appear old or worn out; instead, it was like vintage wine, getting more fragrant with age.
Ling Chuxia watched as the car slowly approached the old residence. Her palms involuntarily began to sweat, and her hands instinctively tightened their grip.
The car passed through the gate, circled around the large lawn, and steadily stopped in front of the main house entrance. Old Chen got out of the car, opened the door, and placed a hand on the roof. "Young Madam, we’re here."
Ling Chuxia made a sound of acknowledgment, bent slightly, and stepped out of the car. She stood in place, gazing at the magnificent and imposing entrance. Her heart was clouded, but she still had to force herself to step forward, walking inside step by step.
Mrs. Shi sat in the living room, conversing with the housekeeper.
Ling Chuxia hurriedly walked forward. When she was about two or three steps away from Mrs. Shi, she put on a well-practiced smile and respectfully said, "Madam, I’m back."
Mrs. Shi acted as if she didn’t hear her speak, gave no response, and continued instructing the housekeeper on various matters.
Even though she had prepared mentally, Ling Chuxia’s heart still couldn’t help but skip a beat at this moment, leaving her feeling completely unsettled.
She hung her head, crossed her hands in front of her, and stood respectfully at the side, waiting silently.
Mrs. Shi spoke with the housekeeper for quite some time before the housekeeper nodded and slowly withdrew.
Mrs. Shi took a sip from the cup of tea before her, only then did her gaze fall on Ling Chuxia. Her voice remained gentle, betraying no dissatisfaction. "Xiaoxia, you’re back. Don’t just stand there, sit down."
Ling Chuxia moved to sit on the opposite side of Mrs. Shi, her posture upright and sitting with elegance.
Mrs. Shi turned to the servant and said, "Pour a cup of tea for the Young Madam."
The servant immediately responded, stepped forward, poured a cup of tea, and placed it in front of Ling Chuxia. Ling Chuxia softly thanked her, picked up the tea, and took a symbolic sip.
Mrs. Shi glanced at Ling Chuxia, then spoke deliberately, "Has Che’er come home?"
Ling Chuxia’s back straightened instantly. As expected, what needed to come would come. She set down the teacup, unconsciously rubbing her clothes, and lightly nodded, "He came back yesterday."
"Oh?" Mrs. Shi raised her eyebrows, a glimmer flashed in her eyes. "How is the child’s matter progressing?"
Ling Chuxia lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Mrs. Shi’s stare. Her hands gradually tightened. She opened her mouth but couldn’t manage to produce any sound.
Mrs. Shi, observing Ling Chuxia’s demeanor, already understood in her heart. Her inner excitement and anticipation faded, replaced by layers of coldness.
She heavily placed the teacup back on the table, and the cup clinked against the marble surface with a harsh sound, making Ling Chuxia’s heart tremble violently.
Mrs. Shi was just about to voice her reprimand when a commotion was heard from the doorway, followed by the housekeeper’s excited voice.
"Young Master, you’re back?"
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