"Fifteenth Sister, we're cousins. Don't talk as if I were your subordinate! They'll think us ridiculous!" Meng Guihuan's face changed. There was a tinge of irritation in her eyes. But she didn't pick up a fight with her, probably considering Zheng Guogong's affection for Fifteen Miss Meng's mother. She forced a smile, "I won't unlearn Aunt Jiaoyu's favor. Don't you remember Sixth Brother sending a box of the latest ornaments made in the region on the south of Yangtze River to ...