The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 828 - 728, Annoying

Chapter 828: Chapter 728, Annoying

Since the emperor decreed the marriage, every household with a connection to the Yan Family had come to offer their congratulations.

Except for a few guests who needed to be met in person, Madam Daohua rarely made an appearance, leaving it to Madam Li and Han Xinran to handle the visitors while she busied herself with the planning for a newly purchased estate.

"Miss, Madam asks you to go to the old lady’s room to meet the guests."

Daohua, without lifting her head, asked, "Who has come?"

Wang Manman replied, "Grandma has brought over the Yang Family, and coincidentally, your eldest sister-in-law’s family has also arrived today."

One was her aunt’s in-laws, and the other was her sister-in-law’s family; she should indeed meet them.

Daohua did not immediately put down her pen. Instead, she finished her planning before putting it away, "Take this to Brother Xiaoliu and tell him to manage the estate according to the plan."

Wang Manman carefully took the papers, "Rest assured, miss, I will go find him later."

Daohua smiled, stood up, and while changing into her guest-meeting dress, asked, "Brother Xiaoliu’s family is all in Beijing, right?"

Wang Manman nodded. Recalling the time Brother Xiaoliu took her to see his parents and siblings at the home he had set up in Beijing, a blush crept across her face.

Daohua noticed this and smiled, "You’re not getting any younger; it’s time for you to get married too. Do you have someone in mind? If you do, let him come ask for your hand quickly."

Wang Manman was startled, her face turned bright red, and before she could reply, Daohua had already finished preparing and stepped out of the room.

When Daohua, followed by Guyu and Bi Shi, had gone far, Lixia approached Wang Manman and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Sister Manman."

Wang Manman gave her a sidelong glance, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lixia chuckled, "Miss is suggesting that Brother Xiaoliu come ask for your hand. Shouldn’t I congratulate you, sister?"

Wang Manman glared, "You’re mocking me, you little minx!"

Lixia said seriously, "I wouldn’t dare mock you, sister. I’m genuinely happy for you. We were fortunate to serve the miss and thus avoided the harsh fates that befall other servants sold into servitude."

"Brother Xiaoliu has been waiting for you for so many years; he is loyal and faithful. Now that the miss’s engagement is settled, and the Little Prince is so anxious about her, I guess the wedding will be this year. According to customs, the miss should be accompanied by a managing Matron when she marries."

"Now that miss has suggested Brother Xiaoliu come to propose, isn’t the meaning clear?"

Wang Manman said, "Whether I’m a managing Matron or not, I’m certainly going to follow the miss when she gets married."

Lixia laughed, "Exactly, sister! You are the most trusted person by the miss’s side."

Wang Manman smiled and shot Lixia a look, "Keep an eye on the house. I’m off to do the task that miss entrusted to me."

Watching Wang Manman leave, Lixia tidied up the room, smiling to herself. She was genuinely happy — the miss was so good to Sister Manman; she would surely treat them well in the future too.

For a woman, isn’t the ultimate dream to marry a good man?

Serving by the miss’s side, at least they need not worry about being carelessly given away to just any man.

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In the old lady’s courtyard.

When Daohua arrived, the room was filled with people; the female relatives from the Han Family and Yang Family weren’t few, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Oh, this must be Yiyi, this is my first time meeting her!"

As Daohua greeted everyone, Old Lady Yang stood up, took Daohua’s hand, and inspected her thoroughly, all the while exclaiming to everyone, "Look at her, how lovely and pretty she is, outshining all the girls in this room."

The obviously flattering and ingratiating words made everyone present somewhat displeased.

The Yan Family did not want to hear praises of Daohua’s looks because of previous rumors, and others simply did not want to be considered inferior.

Old Lady Yan said with a faint smile, "Please, in-law, don’t praise this girl too much."

Daohua, without a change of expression, withdrew her hand, smiled faintly, curtseyed, and then made her way to the round table where the young ladies sat.

Yang Xiujun felt somewhat uncomfortable looking at Daohua, especially when she sat down and began to wipe her hands with a wet cloth handed to her by a maid, which made Xiujun feel rather embarrassed.

She hadn’t expected her grandmother, who was considered distinguished at home, to act so subservient on arrival at the Yan Family.

Indeed, with the growing status gap between the Yan Family and Yang Family, even if her grandmother wanted to put on airs, she lacked the confidence to do so.

Xiujun could not help but look at Daohua again. Compared to three years ago in Zhongzhou, Sister Yiyi appeared even more graceful. The items she wore on her head and the clothes on her body were all extraordinary and rare.