The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91: Chapter 78, Reception_l

“Second sister, should we catch up with them?”

Watching Daohua and others already walking out of the courtyard gate, Yan Yile glanced at the red-eyed Yan Yishuang, hesitatingly looking toward Yan Yihuan.

Yan Yihuan thought about the indifference Zhou Jingwan and her companions had shown them; she felt somewhat daunted. However, remembering her mother’s urging a few days prior to befriend these officials’ daughters, she steeled herself and said, “There are so many people, elder sister must be too busy by herself, we should go over and help.”

Yan Yile, who enjoyed lively scenes and wished to meet those missies dressed more elegantly than themselves, immediately smiled in agreement, took Yan Yihuan by the hand, and was about to go after them.

Yan Yihuan did not forget to pull along Yan Yishuang, who stood to one side with reddening eyes, comforting her, “Third younger sister, our home is hosting guests right now, it wouldn’t look good for others to see you like this.”

Yan Yile took over the conversation, “Exactly, third sister, you need to change this habit of crying at the drop of a hat.”

The moment these words were uttered, more tears filled Yan Yishuang’s eyes, and she looked on the verge of weeping, extremely pitiful.

Yan Yihuan felt a headache coming on and gave Yan Yile a stern look.

Yan Yile pursed her lips. Back in Linyi County, their granduncle held the highest authority, even if the third sister was a concubine’s daughter, most visiting missies would still revolve around the third sister.

But now, in Xingzhou City, there were many more powerful figures than their granduncle, and those ladies from noble families never paid any attention to the third sister. Yet, the third sister, lacking self-awareness, insisted on pushing herself forward.

Just yesterday, their aunt had repeatedly emphasized that they should follow the eldest sister’s arrangements in receiving the missies from various families today. However, the third sister wanted to stand out, and here she was, having taken a blow to her pride!

Seeing the tears about to fall from Yan Yishuang’s eyes, fearing she might cry in the main courtyard, Yan Yihuan hurriedly pulled one sister with each hand and quickly exited the courtyard gate.

In the living room, the interaction among the young ladies did not escape the eyes of the matrons from various families; they naturally noticed the seemingly bullied Yan Yishuang.

Madam Li was infuriated internally. To prevent the Xingzhou families from looking down on the Yan Family, she had made extensive preparations beforehand, and now Yan Yishuang had ruined it all in an instant.

The girl’s small-minded and unsophisticated manner could not stand public scrutiny; God knows how these ladies from official families might mock her and the Yan Family behind her back.

“I’ve given the ladies here cause for laughter!” Madam Li’s smile was somewhat forced. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

The matrons from various families casually shook their heads to show it didn’t matter to them. Then, with Madam Tongzhi stepping up to liven up the atmosphere, conversation quickly returned to other topics.

Daohua Pavilion.

Daohua led the young ladies into the courtyard and directly brought them to the pergola corridor.

At this moment, although the climbing roses were not yet blooming, the green vines had already covered the pergola; the cascading green tendrils from the gaps in the framework added a charming touch.

“Miss Yan, your pergola is beautifully constructed, and the vine growth on top is just splendid,” said Bi Lan from the Tongzhi family, a flower enthusiast, who couldn’t help approaching the pergola to have a closer look.

“The pergola was only recently completed. For now, you can only see green leaves, but when the roses bloom, the sight will be truly beautiful,” Daohua explained while leading the group of ladies to a long table in the corridor. “When they bloom, I’ll send you invitations to come and admire the flowers.”

Bi Lan clapped her hands in delight, smiling warmly at Daohua, “That’s a wonderful idea, I’ll be looking forward to it.”

Her father was the Tongzhi, and Miss Yan’s father was her father’s direct superior. Before she left the house, her parents had given her detailed instructions to get along well with the eldest Miss Yan.

Daohua smiled, “I will definitely invite you.”

Zhou Jingwan felt ignored and, somewhat dissatisfied, approached the long table on the corridor, picked up a vine-woven hand basket, and said disdainfully, “What have you brought us here for, to weave baskets?”

Daohua quickly approached the table, picked up an exquisitely small floral basket, and smiled, “Of course not. Weaving baskets is too troublesome. Instead, we’re here to arrange flowers.” She then waved Wang Manman over, who stood waiting nearby.

Wang Manman, receiving the signal, promptly brought over bunches of colorful flowers already prepared.

“What flowers are these? They’re so pretty!” Bi Lan immediately rushed over.

The other young ladies also gathered around eagerly.