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At the next table, Liu, the daughter-in-law of the third uncle, explained in a sarcastic tone: "Grandma, you probably don't know, do you? Jin'er is the adopted daughter of He Ting's wife. Originally named Bai Jin, she was added to our Yun family's genealogy and renamed Yun Jin. She can be considered a legitimate daughter of our Yun family."

Grandma Yun's face immediately darkened. She looked at Chu Wanqing, her voice accusing, "Wanqing, why didn't you discuss such a big matter as adopting a goddaughter with me?"

Chu Wanqing met the old lady's gaze calmly, her tone neither humble nor arrogant: "Mother, it's just about recognizing a goddaughter, nothing serious. Besides, you were far away in the capital at the time, and it wouldn't be right to bother you with such trivial matters."

Old Madam Yun was unwilling to comply and slammed her hand on the table: "I'm not in the capital? Even if I'm not in the capital, these relatives of the Yun family are still around! Can't you discuss it with them?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the third uncle's daughter-in-law pursed her lips and said self-deprecatingly, "Grandma, if it's just about recognizing an adopted daughter, it's not a big deal, but putting her in the family genealogy is indeed a bit much. My eldest uncle and the others were against it at the time, but He Ting's wife said that if the clan didn't agree, she would make a separate genealogy. How could we object?!"

Grandma Yun's face darkened completely. She stared at Chu Wanqing, her voice filled with barely suppressed anger: "Wanqing! How could you do this? Create a separate genealogy? Where does this leave the face of the Yun family clan? And where does it leave me, this old woman? Do you think the Yun family has no one left and you can make all the decisions?"

Chu Wanqing remained seated, her eyes lowered as she stared at the teacup in front of her, her eyes filled with barely suppressed anger.

Everyone's eyes darted back and forth between her and Yun Jin, waiting to see how she would react.

Yun Jin remained seated, her gaze indifferent, focused solely on eating.

Seeing that Chu Wanqing remained silent, Old Madam Yun grew even angrier. Just as she was about to speak, Liu Zhixue suddenly spoke up to persuade her, "Old Madam, Madam is only trying to be kind. That child must have his own merits, which is why Madam values ​​him so much."

Her words seemed to be an attempt to reconcile, but in reality, they were stirring up trouble.

Yunxiu's eyes flickered, and she stepped forward with a smile, gently advising, "Grandmother, please don't get angry. Your health is important. Jin'er is a very nice girl, and Grandmother will definitely like her."

Granny Su nodded secretly upon seeing this; Miss Yun was indeed polite and sensible.

Grandma Yun snorted coldly, "What sister! I haven't even acknowledged her yet!"

Chu Wanqing raised her eyes, her gaze calmly sweeping over the faces in the flower hall, each with their own thoughts, finally settling on Old Madam Yun's still-angry face. She said firmly:

"Mother, Jin'er is the daughter I adopted, and she's also a daughter of the Yun family listed in the family genealogy. If you don't acknowledge her, then just don't let her appear in front of you anymore."

Grandma Yun stared at her for a long time, then suddenly turned her gaze to Yun Jin beside her. Seeing that she was eating by herself, she became even more displeased and asked, knowing the answer already:

Which one is Yun brocade?

Yun Jin put down her chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, stood up, and walked calmly to Old Madam Yun. She curtsied and said, "Jin'er greets Old Madam."

Grandma Yun sat upright in the main seat, her gaze sweeping from her hair to her skirt, then back to her face, without telling her to get up.

Yun Jin waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't say anything, she simply straightened up on her own.

"presumptuous!"

Grandma Yun slammed her hand on the armrest and angrily said, "Who taught you these manners? You got up before your elders even called you? How rude!"

These words were far too harsh. Just as Chu Wanqing was about to speak, Yun Jin gently shook her head, looked at Old Madam Yun, and smiled slightly: "Old Madam is right. My own father gave birth to me but didn't raise me. Indeed, no one taught me manners. So, naturally, I have no manners. Please forgive me, Old Madam."

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Grandma Yun felt like she had punched a cotton ball; her anger was stuck in her throat, unable to rise or fall.

She stared at Yun Jin, speechless for a moment.

Liu Zhixue gently patted the old lady's hand and said softly, "Grandma, calm down. She's just a child."

Yunxiu quickly stepped forward to comfort the old lady, saying, "Grandmother, don't get angry," but her eyes were filled with schadenfreude, watching how Yunjin would escape this predicament today.

Grandma Yun took a deep breath, turned to look at Chu Wanqing, and questioned her with a livid face: "This is the good daughter you've adopted? Disrespectful to elders, utterly vulgar! She's far inferior to our Xiu'er, simply unfit for such a refined setting!"

She paused, her tone growing increasingly stern, "I don't think she's suitable to be a daughter of the Yun family. There's no better time than now; the clan head and all the other relatives are here today, so let's open the ancestral hall later and remove her name from the family register!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a lake, immediately eliciting a murmur of discussion in the flower hall.

Chu Wanqing suddenly stood up and said urgently, "I won't agree!"

"You won't agree?" Old Madam Yun sneered. "Don't forget, I still hold the reins in this family! He Ting is my son, and you have no right to call the shots in the Yun family's backyard!"

Chu Wanqing was truly enraged. "When it comes to spending money, I have the final say. But when it comes to recognizing my own daughter, I don't have that final say anymore?"

Just as she was about to speak, her sleeve was gently tugged.

She turned her head and saw that Yun Jin had walked up to her at some point and was gently shaking her head at her.

Then Yun Jin turned around and looked at Old Madam Yun, her voice calm and without a trace of emotion: "Old Madam, do you really want to remove my name from the Yun family genealogy?"

Without hesitation, Old Madam Yun replied, "Of course! I've lived most of my life, and there's no reason for me to take back what I've said!"

Yun Jin asked again, word by word, "You won't regret it?"

Grandma Yun sneered and said decisively, "I will never regret it!"

"Alright." Yun Jin smiled, a smile that carried a kind of unfathomable joy. She looked into Old Madam Yun's eyes and said in a clear voice, "I hope you can keep your word."

Chu Wanqing panicked and grabbed Yun Jin's wrist: "Jin'er, you..."

Yun Jin squeezed her hand in return and shook her head slightly.

Chu Wanqing, however, was still worried and looked at Yun Jin with concern, but smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Yun Jin's composure, Old Madam Yun felt a pang of unease. But the words had already been spoken; how could she take them back in front of all the clan members?

She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and called out, "Someone! Go to the front and call the master over!"

The maidservant was about to run out when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the flower hall.

The steward of the outer courtyard practically rushed over, shouting as soon as he reached the entrance to the flower hall, "Madam! Old Madam! The...the imperial edict has arrived!"