Ye Yueying stood still and thought for a moment before responding, "Grandmother, it's merely the butler and nanny, there's no need for me to personally greet them."
The Weng Matriarch immediately slapped her forehead in realization, "Ah, look at me—truly senile! Though the Weng Family cannot compare to the Yan Family, it indeed wouldn't be appropriate for a noble young lady like yourself to go greet the servants."
Hospitality can be warm, but it mustn't bend over backwards to the point of lowering oneself; otherwise, one is sure to be looked down on.
Reflecting on this, the Weng Matriarch ordered the nanny by her side to greet the visitors along with the butler.
By the time the butler escorted the Yan Family's servants into the residence, the Weng Matriarch was already seated upright and composed in the main lounge, while Ye Yueying stood dutifully next to her.
