The Ran residence was located near the Pingjiang River, occupying seventeen acres and consisting of multiple courtyards.
At this moment, the heavy nanmu wood gates stood open, with two rows of grey-clothed servants and turquoise-clad maids at the entrance, accompanied by three flashy concubines, a dozen girls and boys of various ages, and leading them were Ran Wen and Lady Gao. Naturally, Ran Yan did not assume that this grand reception was in her honor as the legitimate daughter; even if it were, it was only a show for Xiao Song's benefit. Thus, she felt a flicker of impatience watching the tearful façade of Ran Wen.
"Ah Yan!" Ran Wen advanced to take Ran Yan's hand, choking with emotion, "You're finally back, Ah Yan! You've suffered so much in the nunnery!"
"Father has been too concerned," Ran Yan replied indifferently, quietly withdrawing her hand.
