"By the way, Aunt," Qin Jun suddenly remembered the invitation he had just received, "The Lin Family has sent us an invitation to attend the Old Madam's birthday banquet."
Lin Wei's wife, the Old Madam of the Lin Family, in her sixties, had rarely appeared in public due to her frail health and had been recuperating over the years. This birthday was a rare occasion for her to make an appearance.
Out of courtesy, representatives from their families would also need to attend.
"I wonder who Aunt plans to send?"
No one knew yet that she was in the country, Jiang Chenyue pondered for a moment and then tiredly waved her hand, "Let Chu Xi go."
"Her?" Qin Jun's eyebrows furrowed instantly, clearly unimpressed by Chu Xi, "She doesn't have the status to represent the Chu Family!"
She was just a distant relative; if it weren't for catching Jiang Chenyue's attention with her name, Chu Xi wouldn't even deserve a place in the Chu Family's records.
