Madam Guo scoffed. "That lowly little girl deliberately won all of Old Zhang's land just to show off to us."
Madam Liang laughed. "I don't know what she's trying to show off—she just got some stinking money from Heir Pei. We'll see what will happen to her once she's burned through all the money."
Madam Wu tapped the table. "I'm asking you all to look for the opportunity to remedy this situation, not to air your grievances."
Everyone, "..."
Remedy?
How were they supposed to remedy this situation?
Or more precisely, the matter had surely reached its conclusion already.
Old Man Qi did not even want to say a word.
He was very much against his wife's incessant stirring of the pot. However, he then thought of the beautiful, multi-storied house that was close to completion.
Qi Qingzhu was silent, her lips pursed together tightly. She did not bother paying any attention to her mother.
A long time passed.
