The moment Feng Tian and Hao Junjie stepped into the main hall, a quiet warmth greeted them—subtle, but unmistakable.
Whether it came from the bright smile on Ms Zhao's face or the fresh flowers that now occupied nearly every visible corner of the mansion, Feng Tian could not immediately tell.
"Young Miss, Young Master Hao have arrived!" Ms Zhao announced, her voice light and welcoming as it carried easily through the room.
Hao Junjie let out a low whistle, his gaze sweeping slowly across the space, taking in the transformation with undisguised amusement.
"Auntie…" he began, dragging the word out as though savoring it, "you finally caught my brother-in-law by the scruff?" His brows lifted slightly. "What exactly did you do to this place?"
The reaction was immediate.
Ms Zhao flushed, her fingers instinctively moving to smooth her hair as though that alone could settle her sudden embarrassment.
