No wonder. Given the superstitious obsession with feng shui among the elite circles of Port City, someone of Chu Keqing’s caliber would be revered as a prestigious guest by even the most elite families in the city.

Our second-rate and declining family really doesn’t seem worthy.

But if we can’t have her as a tributor, making friends and fostering goodwill for the future is still possible.

So, for Mr. Yang Sr.’s grand birthday celebration, he specifically ordered Yang Jiaming from Jinling Prefecture to personally visit the Cloud Sect and deliver an invitation.

In addition, a generous gift was included—a set of three pure gold statues of the Three Pristine Ones.

One kilogram per statue, and with three statues in total, this gift was worth several million.

This sincerity was undoubtedly substantial.

Chu Keqing, being a worldly person, naturally wouldn’t refuse such respect—especially since she knew that Lu Sisi, whom Chen Yan held dear, was from the Yang Family.

Therefore, she wouldn’t want to strain her relationship with the Yang Family.

Since Mr. Yang Sr. was celebrating a birthday and had sent such a lavish gift, it was only natural for her to attend and have a drink to celebrate the occasion.

However, this was beyond Mr. Yang Sr.’s expectations—Elder Zi, who had once demonstrated his cultivation in front of him, was actually persuaded to come?!

Mr. Yang Sr., after much thought, attributed the successful persuasion to Yang Jiaming.

Apparently, this Yang Family offspring, relegated to managing some of the family’s industrial investments in Jinling Prefecture, possessed some competence.

In Mr. Yang Sr.’s view, the credit for inviting Chu Keqing seemingly went to Yang Jiaming.

Perhaps, being in the same Jinling Prefecture, Yang Jiaming had some friendship with this Elder Zi?

Chu Keqing, as Mr. Yang Sr.’s distinguished guest, was naturally welcomed to stay at the Yang Family’s Old Mansion upon her arrival in Port City.

Mr. Yang Sr., afraid of neglecting the esteemed guest, was thoughtful: Elder Zi was unfamiliar with Port City and the visitors these days were all family members, whom Elder Zi didn’t recognize, potentially leading to awkwardness and boredom.

Since Yang Jiaming was able to invite her, there must have been some friendship. Therefore, he let the offspring Yang Jiaming also reside in the old mansion, instructing him to do nothing else but accompany and serve Elder Zi well. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Initially, the plan was only for Yang Jiaming to stay at the old mansion—his wife and children had to stay at a hotel outside.

However, on the first day back in Port City, the family naturally first returned to the old mansion to pay respects to Mr. Yang Sr.

At the time, Chu Keqing was having tea with Mr. Yang Sr.

Yang Jiaming led Lu Xiuting, Lu Sisi, and the young son of the Yang Family to pay respects to the old man.

In the end, in front of Mr. Yang Sr., Chu Keqing merely nodded slightly to Yang Jiaming, immediately stood up, walked over to Lu Sisi, and took Lu Sisi’s hand with a courteous expression, yet one that everyone could detect was tinged with a sense of ingratiation.

"Sisi, you’re here too~"

To show her closeness to Lu Sisi, Chu Keqing even deliberately used a soft voice and tone—this was a complete contrast to the "Elder Zi" demeanor she held while having tea with Mr. Yang Sr. moments ago!

Lu Sisi knew Chu Keqing, though not very well, but she was aware that Chu Keqing was a friend of Chen Yan and also his "boss", being the dean of Yunzong Academy. Chen Yan was still teaching at the academy.

Chu Keqing’s enthusiastic demeanor left Lu Sisi a bit at a loss on how to respond.

However, being soft-natured, she could only gently accept this and responded with a soft "Hello, Dean Chu."

Unexpectedly, Chu Keqing immediately pulled her in for a warm embrace, saying, "What do you mean ’Dean’? I’ve told you to call me Sister Keqing. If your significant other knew I let you call me Dean, I’d get a scowl that would make me tremble."

Chu Keqing certainly knew how to handle people.

With this single sentence, when Mr. Yang Sr. looked at his granddaughter, who had not yet claimed the Yang surname, his eyes suddenly changed!