The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter

"Looks like Brother Jie and Brother Che, you both had a good catch today. Who caught your eyes? Tell me about it," Situ Xin winked at Situ Che and Loo Jie, signaling them to come clean quickly. Situ Che felt a sense of dread when he heard Loo Jie’s reply to Situ Xin, thinking to himself that Loo Jie had fallen right into their beloved sister’s trap. Although it wasn’t fair to say that Loo Jie had fallen for Situ Xin’s trap—rather, Loo Jie was just too useless. Situ Xin hadn’t even started probing, or to put it in another way, she was just warming up, and Loo Jie had already walked right into it.

"Good for nothing but trouble," Situ Che said under his breath, looking at Loo Jie with exasperation.

Loo Jie felt wronged by Situ Che’s words, touching his nose. He gave Situ Che a look full of reproach, wondering what he had done to earn such a disapproving title.

Situ Che caught Loo Jie’s look of complaint and felt the urge to roll his eyes. He didn’t want to bother with Loo Jie, but he was afraid that Loo Jie might blabber even more nonsense, so he had to speak up and remind him, "You talk too much."

Loo Jie wasn’t stupid. When Situ Che pointed that out, he immediately realized his mistake. He quickly pursed his lips, ready to play the mute from now on and keep his mouth shut.

Since they had entered, Huang Xia and Liu Qian had never stopped smiling; anyone could tell they were in high spirits, as if about to burst with happiness.

How could they not be happy? Their sons, who were well past due for marriage, had finally chosen someone they liked. Maybe it wouldn’t be long before they had daughters-in-law. And once there were daughters-in-law, could granddaughters be far behind?

Yes, granddaughters, not grandsons. Liu Qian, Huang Xia, and Lu Juan were all very envious of Loo Yaxin for having a soft, sweet daughter. At their age, having another daughter was impossible. But that didn’t stop them from wishing for the next best thing—a granddaughter.

At this moment, Huang Xia and Liu Qian seemed to have already seen the soft, sweet granddaughter, cooing and cuddling up to them, and obviously, they pictured her in the spitting image of Situ Xin.

Huang Xia and Liu Qian didn’t intend to speak up initially, but seeing that their sons didn’t volunteer any answers, they had to step forward and respond for them.