Hong Yan, carrying a bamboo basket filled with grapes, walked toward the Lotus Courtyard of Madam Xiao, her face flushed with excitement.
She was a bit exhilarated; she knew Lin Wanwan was wealthy but never imagined she could be this affluent! Such a large quantity of grapes, perhaps only the Xiao Family when they were part of the Imperial Family could have seen such a sight, and even the most prosperous branch of the Xiao Family couldn't afford this now.
Madam Xiao received half a bunch of grapes, tasted one carefully, and sighed, "These grapes are like the Purple Pearls, crystal clear, juicy, sweet — truly a rare fruit. Wanwan's senior brother is indeed very capable."
"Isn't that so? Her mother is surely watching over her from the beyond, allowing her to be nurtured by the old sage. Don't worry, madam, your descendants are indeed blessed!" The elderly maidservant attending her laughed and said.
