"Why didn't you call me Mrs. Ying?" Tang Shuang's voice sounded from the doorway. Her tone contained a hint of irritation.

"Until the head of the house's recognition, we cannot simply address someone as our Young Madam. It's been a long-standing rule of the Ying family."

"That's easy. Just watch!" Tang Shuang pushed the door open at the same time as Ying Qingcang was hanging up the phone. With a straight face, he put the photo away and then flipped open a document ...