"In Dongyue Country, women without status usually don't have elaborate birthday feasts. It's just a lively gathering of relatives and that's it. Otherwise, look at the invitation, it only mentions the annual feast, and only casually mentions it's also the Madam's birthday celebration. Of course, many people host banquets every year, but not everyone can afford to invite me," Mo Liancheng reminded her, indicating her worries were completely unnecessary. And he, seldom had the patience to explain these things to her.
"That's a bit better..."
Qu Tan'er had not finished speaking when she saw two people approaching from not too far away, and her smile faded. She hadn't forgotten the threat Qu Pan'er made a couple of days ago, vowing to ruin Eighth Prince Manor. She couldn't help but scoff sarcastically. As if they could? What a joke, Mo Liancheng wouldn't even need to make a move, they wouldn't last long.
