Han Lei looked towards the sound and saw a woman dressed in strikingly colorful attire with a seductive face, leaning against the doorframe, eating seeds with a disdainful look in her eyes.
Upon hearing these words, Han Lei's delicate face showed a slight change in expression, but she quickly regained her composure.
"We're here to welcome the future Princess Consort of the Prince Mansion. What are you, an aunt, doing out here? Go back inside immediately." The old lady's expression turned stern, showing rare authority befitting the head of the household.
Zhao Ling'er rolled her eyes at her and took Han Lei's arm to comfort her, saying, "That's an aunt who doesn't understand the rules. Don't mind her, Han Lei."
"It's okay." Han Lei gave her a slight smile.
Seeing this, Qin Yanran smirked coldly, seemingly unfazed by the old lady's reprimand.
