Stepping into such a sprawling courtyard once again, Li Cuicui still felt overwhelmed, unable to take it all in.
"Old Madam, our Madam is currently in the backyard. Please have a seat; she should be right over," Qing Lan explained softly as she led a young maid over to serve tea.
Li Cuicui placed the basket in her hands on the table. "Tell her not to rush. If she has matters to attend to, she can come over after she finishes."
Hearing that she was in the backyard, Li Cuicui guessed that Old Seventh's wife had definitely run off to the workshops in the back again.
"Mother, you're here!" Jin Qianqian's voice arrived before she did.
Seeing the heavily pregnant Jin Qianqian, Li Cuicui hurriedly stood up to support her.
