Zhuang Wencheng's eyebrows knitted together, "Haven't I told you? I only see Little Sister Ning like my biological sister. I haven't thought about anything more. A few days ago, I asked the matchmaker to help me find a few virtuous girls. When I'm free, I will meet them, and if they suit my taste, I will consider settling down."
"Didn't you seem pretty happy about it before, Mother?"
Mrs. Wang curled her lips in disdain.
Indeed, she was quite happy before.
That happiness had stemmed from the realization that Zhuang Wencheng was finally considering settling down, which meant she would probably have a grandchild in her arms soon - obviously a cause for joy.
However, upon contemplating that the future daughter-in-law might not be as capable as Zhuang Qingning, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.
