Chapter 263: Chapter 263: What Is This Miss of the Ji Family Doing?

Old Madam Gu’s expression remained indifferent, as if she had no impression of Zhu Jianian. She was merely someone brought by her grandson’s wife, and thus she offered a modicum of courtesy.

The gift box was left unopened and handed off to the servant standing nearby.

Seeing this, Zhu Jianian’s face showed a hint of embarrassment.

This Guanyin statue was something her father had repeatedly emphasized must be presented to Old Madam Gu. Indeed, it was a rare collectible that Zhu Ming’an had spent a fortune acquiring.

She had hoped to use this opportunity to curry favor with Old Madam Gu, hoping the elderly woman might persuade her great-grandson to show mercy. Unexpectedly, Old Madam Gu’s reaction was so nonchalant.

Seeing Zhu Jianian still standing awkwardly, a nearby servant gestured courteously and said, "Miss Zhu, please take a seat over there."

Zhu Jianian reluctantly stepped back two paces.

As Mo Qian approached with Ji Wei, the unwillingness and anger in Zhu Jianian’s eyes became increasingly overt.

"Great-grandmother, this is my wife, Ji Wei," Mo Qian said as he walked up to Old Madam Gu to introduce Ji Wei.

her face, her manners impeccably

is this your great-grandson’s wife?" The frail voice of the elderly woman sounded, and she quickly motioned for the servant nearby to assist her in stepping forward for a closer look at Ji Wei. "Little Wei is very beautiful. Her eyes are so clear and vibrant, they almost seem to speak; she

held Ji Wei’s hand, her

Ji Wei

Would you like to take a look?" Mo

see it," Old Madam

other hand. "Great-grandmother, I picked these

pulled back the flower cloth

basket full of freshly picked persimmons came into

seated guests were

persimmons as a gift for a celebratory occasion. What was this Ji Family lady trying

couldn’t resist mocking, "She comes from a distinguished family, but all she could offer was a basket of persimmons?

so soft persimmons might be more suitable,"

discussing amongst themselves, offering a mix of praise and criticism

eyes were fixed on the basket of persimmons, her voice carrying a faint tremor: "You said... you picked these yourself. Where

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