"But what should we do? Our Han Er likes this country bumpkin."
A deep and hoarse voice traveled over, causing Shangguan Linger to subconsciously take a step back behind Mdm Chu.
At a corner, an old woman was walking towards them with the help of two servants.
"Mother!"
Mdm Chu hurriedly broke free from Shangguan Linger's grip and bowed to the old woman.
Ever since Chu Siyun died from poisoning, Matriarch Chu had been worshiping Buddha in the temple. She rarely came out, and even handed over the family's authority to Mdm Chu.
She felt that if she had not been selfish and let her son marry Mdm Jiang, her grandson would not have been poisoned.
Although the Chu family was wealthy back then, they could not compare to Mdm Chu, Fu Ting, who came from an official family.
In front of her, the entire Chu family felt inferior.
