"Hello Boss Sun, Lady Sun, Brother Zhan."
Su Qingluo, like a little adult, calmly greeted the three distinguished guests. Her bright, big eyes seemed to accidentally glance at the young servant standing behind Luo Zhan's left side.
The young servant had a tall and slender figure, a beautiful appearance, and a strong presence. Even Luo Zhan's extravagant attire and his rich, noble air could not overpower him.
"Oh my, Mr. Su is truly blessed to have raised such an outstanding daughter. She is no less remarkable than a noble lady."
Lady Sun was conquered by Su Qingluo's unassuming yet dignified demeanor with just one glance.
Even though the girl in front of her was dressed in rough cotton clothes with two goat horn braids and no pearl flower decorations, she looked like a typical country girl.
"Hehe, Lady Sun, you flatter me."
Su Hu burst into a grin, and his dark face seemed to smile out a black chrysanthemum.
"Little Qingluo, come, Brother Zhan has brought you something nice."