Chapter 20: The Huo Family Mansion

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Around 4:30 in the afternoon.

Huo Cen called back to say that he was still working overtime at the company and would be a little late. He asked her to leave first.

Song Yunshu had no reason to refuse, so she could only agree.

Before she left, Aunt Li brought someone over to change her into a decent cheongsam, saying that Huo Cen had instructed her to do so.

She didn’t know where the man got her measurements from. The wedding dress she wore the day before was left behind by An Jiaqing, but today, when she wore the cheongsam, it fit her surprisingly well.

The dark red patterns complemented her skin as smooth as jade. Her beautiful legs were faintly discernible as she moved.

All the relatives of the Huo family were here tonight.

It was said that they had specially come to congratulate and celebrate their marriage.

The Huo family’s old mansion was built on an excellent Feng Shui treasure land that was surrounded by mountains and rivers.

There was not even a car on the road.

Looking out of the window, the surrounding trees were lush. The setting sun shone on the leaves, scattering broken shadows on the ground, bringing about a different kind of beauty.

However, this beautiful scenery did not last long. A hazy mist vaguely appeared on the road.

Soon after, raindrops fell on the windshield.

It was a sunny day just a moment ago, but now it was raining unexpectedly.

Fortunately, the rain was not heavy.

The car drove halfway up the mountain.

In the end, it stopped in front of the Huo family’s old mansion.

Song Yunshu looked out through the window.

It was a very simple and unadorned residence, and two servants were standing in front of the door.

After the chauffeur stopped the car, the attendants immediately approached with an umbrella and opened the door for her.

“Young Madam.” They greeted her respectfully.

Song Yunshu bent her body slightly and stretched out one leg. Her high heels stepped on the wet floor as she got out of the car.

The light rain gradually subsided, so she turned back to look at the front yard behind her when she got out of the car.

The setting sun was still bright in the sky. Compared to the road that they had come up from earlier, the front of the Huo family’s old mansion was bright.

Song Yunshu turned around and faced the ancient and silent old mansion in the rain. For a moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of reverence.

The person led her in through the front door.

Occasionally, she would encounter some people who hurriedly walked by, most of whom passed by the side doors or the small paths.

However, whenever they met Song Yunshu, they would stop and bow slightly.

Those who were far away only nodded silently, while those who were close called out to Young Mistress.

When Song Yunshu heard this word, she felt very different from when she was at Qiuya Garden.

The courtyard was deep, and it was surrounded by carved beams and painted rafters. It was as if they were in an ancient TV drama from a hundred years ago.

When she walked into the backyard pavilion, someone came forward to wipe the water stains off her shoes.

However, when the servant squatted down in front of her, Song Yunshu subconsciously took a step back uncomfortably.

The servant seemed to be stunned for a moment. She looked up at her and then immediately lowered her head to do her own thing.

Song Yunshu reacted to her actions and forced herself to calm down.

This was the Huo family. She had to be on her guard and not allow herself to make a single mistake.

There were already many middle-aged women and girls in the pavilion.

They laughed and chatted.

But when they saw Song Yunshu, they all stopped.

They stood up naturally or straightened their sitting posture.

Everyone’s gaze, whether direct or subtle, fell on her.

They seemed to be sizing up this ‘stranger’ who had suddenly appeared.

However, one of the women sitting elegantly on the rattan chair in the east corner did not move.

It wasn’t until the person next to her leaned over and whispered a few words to her that she turned slightly to look at Song Yunshu with a smile.

“Yunshu? I remember that’s your name.”

Song Yunshu took two steps forward and smiled politely. “Yes, Mother.”