Seeing that the situation was developing beyond control, Qin Yan's lips pressed tightly together as he pondered, and in the end, he gave up the idea of calling Li Yuntang to tip him off.
After all, this was the Qin Family's property, and even if Yin Mo was arrogant, she had to take the location into account. Since that was the case, the war between women would amount to nothing more than exchanging a few harsh words. If Yan Xiaye couldn't even handle these trifles, it was uncertain whether Li Yuntang wouldn't look down on her.
...
Meanwhile, in a reception room not far from the main hall of the Qin Family's residence.
As if it were nothing, Yan Xiaye poured tea for Yin Mo, bending over to place it on the tea table next to her, and said in an even voice, "I'm not well-versed in tea ceremony. Please give it a try if you don't mind."