"Which Miss An?"
In the hall, the always indifferent and aloof Bao Yun casually asked.
After he spoke, Housekeeper Liu looked up, gazing at Old Madam Bao sitting in the main seat.
Old Madam Bao didn't expect such a coincidence either; the young girl just happened to have the surname "An." As she noticed her son's gaze land on her, Old Madam Bao furrowed her brows, feigning a relaxed tone, "Just a younger person who wants to visit me."
Housekeeper Liu bowed, listening quietly.
"Do we have relatives with the surname 'An'?"
Bao Yun's eyes were clear, looking at the green potted plant in the corner, a seemingly casual remark, yet it made Old Madam Bao's face twitch.
A relative with the surname "An"? Of course, Old Madam Bao knew her son was implying something else.
Instead of following up on Bao Yun's words, she looked towards Housekeeper Liu in the distance, her lips, tinted purple-red, lightly parted, "Zhenxing, since A Yun is back home, help me send the person away."
