"What's the big deal?" Xia Yirao gave a resigned laugh.
"You're still defending her. Just because she's married to Young Master Xi, she thinks she's so great." Wu Jing's indifferent expression didn't fool anyone; her voice was dripping with jealousy.
"Alright, let's stop talking about this. Everyone's gone inside already."
Xia Yirao wasn't interested in arguing with Wu Jing, so she quickly changed the subject.
...
Inside, guests were bustling about. Anywhere little Yan appeared, praises followed, along with a tall stack of gifts.
Because it was Yan's full moon celebration, the Xi family wasn't accepting red envelopes. Instead, guests brought gifts for the baby. The waiters' hands were full, and they had to resort to using carts.
"See, little Yan, you're so popular. Look at all these gifts." Lan Xin Ai pushed Yan around to greet people, then returned to the rest zone with a mini mountain of gifts, feeling a touch of envy.