Lin Youning wasn't truly a fourteen-year-old girl, so despite the embarrassing scene before her, she didn't find it overwhelmingly difficult.
She had long come to terms with her identity as a child bride fostered in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, and even if the marquis household tried to gild her, to outsiders, she was always seen as a person without background.
Ignoring those waiting to see her make a fool of herself, Lin Youning gracefully stood up, "Lin Youning of the Lin family, living in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion." After speaking, she didn't forget to give a slight curtsey.
Lin Youning's graceful demeanor, neither obsequious nor pushy, wiped away the smiles from the faces of those in the pavilion.
The child bride pampered by the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion?
Everyone in the Capital, high and low, knew about it.
Now, what would the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion think about giving her this embarrassment?
For a moment, no one had an idea, and they all looked toward Xu Ya'an.
