Upon hearing Yang Chuxia's voice, Second Madam Luo came out first to greet her, but when she saw the two boxes being carried by the people behind Yang Chuxia, she could no longer maintain a normal smile.
You promised more than ten sets of things, didn't you? Why are there only two?
"Second Madam Luo, it's just a marriage proposal, not a betrothal. How could it be more than ten sets? Which ordinary family could manage such extravagance?"
When Yang Chuxia said this, Second Madam Luo suddenly realized she had inadvertently spoken her thoughts out loud, which was a bit embarrassing.
Yang Chuxia pretended not to notice her blushing face and went directly inside.
"Old Madam Luo, it's been a while since we've met, you look even better."
Those around them lowered their heads, thinking to themselves that Madam Ye was truly speaking falsehoods with open eyes, as their Old Madam hadn't slept well for days over the Eldest Miss, and her complexion was quite poor.
