Yue Qinghuan slightly nodded, "Have people arrived?"
"Replying to the Third Miss, not yet!"
"Alright, I know now!"
As she spoke, Yue Qinghuan stepped forward to walk inside.
But at this moment, a sudden amused laugh sounded from behind.
"Oh, isn't this Qing Huan sister! When did Qing Huan sister come back!"
This voice sounded quite familiar at first, but upon closer listening, it was full of sarcasm.
At least Yue Qinghuan froze in place, the smile on her face instantly vanished without a trace, and she turned to look in the direction of the voice.
Only to see several Flying Carriages land, and then a group of people step down from them, led by a flamboyantly dressed woman.
This woman was undeniably extraordinarily beautiful, but her every movement gave off a feeling of artifice, posing and posturing.
Upon seeing this woman, Yue Qinghuan sneered, "I wondered who it was. Turns out it's Cousin Qinghua! It's been such a long time!"
That's right!
