Ling Yuxuan didn't stand on ceremony and directly sat opposite Madam Yun.
After sitting down, her gaze continued to fall on that pot of flowers, "Madam Yun, may I ask, where did you get this flower from?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Yun couldn't hide the joy at the corners of her mouth. She reached out and cradled the flower in her arms again, "This flower, my future niece-in-law..." When she got halfway through her sentence, she suddenly paused, recalling Su Yunling's instructions, and changed her words, "A younger member of the family gave it to me."
Ling Yuxuan's attention wasn't on how Madam Yun referred to the flower giver, she just asked again, "Do you know the name of this younger member of Madam Yun's family?"
Madam Yun replied with a smile on her lips, her eyes slightly downcast, fiddling with the flower as she said, "Her name is Xiao Qi, a little girl, very pretty, has a sweet tongue, and is polite..."
