"Mother, do I have to go with you?" Shao Yanru looked at Madam of Duke Xing with displeasure. She frowned slightly and looked arrogant. But even so, she was still a very beautiful Young Madam.

Under her willow leaf shaped eyebrows, there was a placid look in her eyes. Although she had the proud air of aristocratic families, she was not the kind of person who made people detest her. They even felt that the woman in front of them was beautiful, elegant and ...