"Greetings, young miss!" He turned around and shouted joyfully inside," Young Miss, you' re here!"
At that time, they heard footsteps coming from far and near. At first, they didn' t feel that Wen Ying and the third son of Mo's family had just taken a few steps when they saw a group of people running towards them. There were servants and servants, each with an excited expression and trembling voice.
"Miss! "Young miss!"
"My young miss! Why are you...... "Fat?"
The first one who ran to Wen Ying side and hugged her feet was Xiao Xiang, her personal maid before she left the pavilion. Tears streamed down her Wen Ying upper, and a large chunk of became wet. He wiped his tears and cried:
"Young miss, Xiao Xiang is still waiting for you to pay your respects. It's not easy to hope for you ……"
