Shaojia's gaze calmly moved away from the photo.
"It really does, I guess my aunt and I share a bond."
"What a coincidence, I find myself quite fond of Miss Shaojia too!"
Elder Xuan watched them without speaking, his gaze lingered on the manor's flowerbeds, his thoughts wandering for a moment.
Qingwu looked at Xuan Lengyue and smiled, "Aunt Xuan, your hairpin is very pretty, may I take a look?"
"Of course, last time I heard Master Ji said the young lady studied jewelry design, didn't she? This hairpin was also designed by a jewelry master. It has a great sense of design."
Qingwu carefully removed the hairpin from Xuan Lengyue's head, admired it for a moment, and returned it to her.
"Thanks, Aunt Xuan."
"You're welcome."
After sitting for a moment, Qingwu and Shaojia got up to leave.
Elder Xuan quickly spoke up, "What's the rush? You just got here, stay a little longer."