"I am." Sherry Yuan looked up at the other woman.
She was a woman around thirty.
She was well-groomed, every strand of hair meticulously styled—a clear sign of someone wealthy and leisurely.
"I’m from the Shang Family," the woman greeted Sherry Yuan. "Sam Shang calls me Aunt. My surname is Sun, you can call me Mrs. Sun."
"Mrs. Sun."
"Here’s the thing. I came to see you today because the Old Lady wants to meet you," Mrs. Sun said calmly. "Come with me."
Sherry Yuan remained standing, unmoving.
Years of training at the training base had left her without the shyness or uncertainty typical of women her age.
Sherry Yuan simply looked at Mrs. Sun, calm and expressionless.
At first, Mrs. Sun thought Sherry Yuan would at least show a hint of surprise upon hearing that Mrs. Shang wanted to see her.
"Sherry Yuan, you and Sam Shang are impossible." Mrs. Sun called out loudly, "Give up on this idea. The matriarch will never allow you into the Shang Family!"
Sherry Yuan paused for a moment, then left without looking back.
Is this woman crazy?
What does it mean to enter the Shang Family?
She already has a boss. Why would she want to join someone else's family?
Is Yina Yin expecting her to protect the Shang Family?
Well, if that's the case, let someone else do it.
She's quite happy working for Yina Yin.
Mrs. Sun returned home. Mrs. Shang glanced behind her, her expression darkening: "Where is she?"
Aunt, that Sherry Yuan... isn't coming." Mrs. Sun replied, looking troubled.
"Not coming?" Mrs. Shang was immediately displeased. "She's just a bodyguard, what a big attitude."
"That's right." Mrs. Sun obediently sat to the side, agreeing. "I personally invited her, and she gave me the cold shoulder. Clearly, she doesn't respect the Shang Family. I don't know what Sam Shang is thinking, liking such an older woman."
Mrs. Shang said disdainfully, "Sam is only twenty-one, easily swayed. The older a woman is, the better she is at deceiving."
Mrs. Sun flattered Mrs. Shang, "Yes, yes, it's lucky you're here, or all kinds of women would be chasing after Sam. Aunt, Sam is really too much! You've introduced so many ladies from prestigious families, but he hasn't liked any of them, and instead fell for a bodyguard. It's embarrassing to even talk about."
Mrs. Shang slammed her cane and said to Assistant Qing, "Bring Sam back to me!"
Assistant Qing nodded slightly, "Yes, Madam."
Assistant Qing turned to contact Sam Shang.
Sam Shang soon returned home. "Grandmother..."
A teacup flew out from inside, grazing Sam Shang's cheek. "Kneel!"
Sam Shang's scalp tingled. He knelt in the courtyard, "Grandmother, I was wrong!"