Zhao Qingxi went along with the flow, "Sister."
The elder lady of the Mei Family also called out, "Younger sister."
As they spoke, they arrived at the ancestral hall. By then, either because Mei Shuyu was standing there or upon hearing that Zhao Qingxi had come, all the wailing of the Mei Residence's people had stopped. Despite the presence of countless people in front of the ancestral hall, it was relatively quiet.
Upon Zhao Qingxi's arrival, everyone's gaze fixed on her.
Who would have thought that the once most sought-after lady of the Capital City would end up with the second young master of the Mei Family, whom the old master often scolded for being a wastrel? Zhao Qingxi had the talent and fame suitable for becoming the wife of the head of a family clan; she was not supposed to marry the second son by convention.
That was indeed an achievement for the second young master and his good fortune as well.