Jinrong mingled among a table of commoners without the slightest sense of incongruity. He watched Ye Xinyan bustling about with great interest, astonished at how quickly she had bounced back. The Miss Ye he had seen last time in the poor district of the capital city was already a surprise, but this was even more unexpected.
In the boudoirs of the capital's female relatives, the Miss Ye of the Ye Family, who was notoriously clumsy and foolish, had calmed down so quickly. And—could it be—Miss Ye was so adept at... earning a living by working?
Jinrong's gaze turned to Nanny Jin, who was also shocked but nowhere near as composed. Ye Xinyan had fled with her personal nanny, and the two of them could actually make a living on their own?
Jinrong's eyes shifted to Qi Younian, that old man, and who was that child?
Jinrong was a bit flustered.