Mu Kexian slightly bowed in her heart and said, "Junior Mu Kexian, I have met Uncle Su and Aunt Tang."
Her breath like orchids, her voice like jade striking, with an ethereal presence, standing elegantly.
Tang Shiyang had never seen such a peerless classical beauty and was momentarily taken aback as if seeing a Heavenly Person, subconsciously pinching her own face, murmuring:
"Brother Yang, Little Yuan brought back a fairy... and she's calling me Aunt?"
Su Yang was even more entranced, instinctively responding, "Ah, um..."
Mu Kexian, seeing the two elders not responding, didn't rise or lift her head either.
She pondered with some gravity, could it be that Su Yuan's parents don't like her?
What should I do next...
Should I play a tune for them? Or perhaps brew tea or perform a sword dance?
Mu Kexian rapidly considered each thought she believed would please the two elders and planned to put them into action.
