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Wen Fei rose gracefully from her seat, a serene smile curving her lips. Her tone was gentle, yet carried the ease of someone accustomed to holding the upper hand. Younger Sister Zhao, there is no delay at all.
Mei Lang's face was clouded with grievance, as if deeply offended that Mei Liang had kept her waiting. Beside her, Ming Mei remained expressionless, unreadable as ever. The governor's three daughters, however, each revealed their thoughts openly—Sheng Ying's eyes burned with envy and veiled hatred, while her younger sisters, Sheng Ning and Sheng Ting, gazed at Mei Liang with open admiration.
