"Old Lady Lin, Miss Qingxue is only ten years old, and she is really not yet of marriageable age. Please have mercy on her." Mrs. Song knelt and kowtowed on the ground.
This commotion completely discredited Old Lady Lin, making her furious her nostrils twitched, and her eyebrows raised.
A kind old person had turned into a fearful, evil hag.
Madam Shen observed the situation and quickly said, "It is my fault as a mother. I just wanted to find wealthy husbands for the girls so they wouldn't have to worry about clothing and food, but I didn't think to ask for their opinions first."
She wiped away two crocodile tears with her handkerchief after speaking.
At these words, the faces of everyone in the room changed. They all lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak. The two madams kneeling on the floor had turned pale with fear.
Old Lady Lin, thoroughly angered, threw the hand warmer she was holding at Mrs. Song's head.
