Qin Miaomiao hurriedly said:
"Ninth Uncle, wouldn’t this be improper? I am a Qin Family member, being added to the Su Family’s genealogy. The Su Family members would surely oppose it."
Mr. Jiu snorted coldly, "Since when do others interfere in my matters?"
Once added to the genealogy, she would become a legitimate direct descendant of the Su Family, entirely different from the collateral branches. Back then, when she frequently visited Liyuan, those direct Su Family members never said anything. Apart from the fact that she was originally from the Su Family, on the surface, she didn’t gain anything or encroach upon their interests!
However, this time is different. She is no longer part of the Su Family now, but once she is added to the genealogy, she would become a legitimate Su Family daughter, likely directly listed under Ninth Uncle’s name, with absolute inheritance rights!
It’s worth noting that Ninth Uncle is still single to this day, having never married or had children. The Su Family members are racking their brains to have their sons and daughters adopted by him.
Qin Miaomiao wanted to say more, but the butler hurriedly entered and reported:
"Mr. Jiu, Miss Mo is here."
Mr. Jiu frowned slightly, "Her? Wasn’t she abroad?"
"Miss Mo hurried back from abroad, saying she wanted to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you."
Mr. Jiu’s expression shifted slightly, and he replied indifferently, "Let her in."
Lu Qing’s expression was also somewhat peculiar. At the entrance, a figure stepped in, like someone emerging from a classical painting. Draped in a dark overcoat, she entered and then handed it off to a maid, revealing a perfectly tailored silk cheongsam underneath. Her figure was graceful, her hair impeccably styled—neat but not rigid.
From head to toe, she exuded an aura of meticulous care; even her silk velvet shoes were handed to her by an accompanying servant, evidencing the level of pampering she enjoyed.
In contrast, Qin Miaomiao’s attire appeared overly casual.
As Mo Wenwan entered, she bowed to Mr. Jiu and instructed the servants to present gifts. Smiling, she said, "These are gifts I brought back from abroad. I hope you like them."
A vintage pocket watch, well-preserved and clearly valuable. As a hobbyist of pocket watch collection, Mr. Jiu appreciated the thoughtful gesture.
Mr. Jiu signaled the butler to take it, replying calmly, "Thank you for the thought."
Mo Wenwan smiled, her oval-shaped face delicate with classical elegance. Her complexion, slightly pale, evoked a sense of pity.
"As long as Mr. Jiu is pleased. Given the immense care you’ve shown me, this is just a small token of gratitude."
Everything she now enjoyed—her privileges and accolades—undoubtedly came from Mr. Jiu. Otherwise, as a modest Mo Family girl, how could she have attained her current status?
Her gaze swept across the room and landed on Lu Qing, surprising her internally, though her composure remained intact. Why was Brother Qing here? When had he developed such close ties to Mr. Jiu, showing up here at such a time?
Her eyes naturally shifted to Qin Miaomiao standing to the side, and her heart skipped a beat as she speculated on her identity.
"Brother Qing, why are you here? And this lady is?"
Her choice to address him as "Brother Qing" subtly hinted at an intimate relationship between her and Lu Qing. Lu Qing responded blandly:
Mo Wenwan maintained her calm demeanor, her lips curling in a smile as she stepped closer and said:
"So this is sister-in-law. I’m Mo Wenwan, Ninth Uncle’s adopted daughter."
Qin Miaomiao froze momentarily, the latter statement.... What did it mean?
The butler’s heart sank. Mr. Jiu had just mentioned the plan to add Miss Qin to the genealogy, and now the adopted daughter from an impromptu whim returned?
What kind of mess was this!