"It's early, she's quite shy. We can talk about it when the time is ripe," he said.
His feelings for Qiao An were still unclear, and he didn't dare rashly bring her here, especially since she might not be willing to come as his girlfriend.
There was plenty of time, no need to rush.
First Lady Wen Zhaoning chatted with Mu Jingxi for a while until the butler's voice rang out, "Madam, Miss Lai has arrived."
"Qinghuan is here too?"
Wen Zhaoning signaled the butler to quickly invite Lai Qinghuan in, and soon, Lai Qinghuan, dressed in a simply elegant white dress, entered from outside.
The simple design and graceful silhouette perfectly outlined her figure.
Every movement she made was the epitome of ladylike grace.
"Aunt, am I late?" Lai Qinghuan approached, presenting the tea, "This is the flower tea I personally picked and sun-dried recently, I hope you won't disdain it."
