Feng Shouxing sighed and tried to console her. "Hui Niang, let it be! If they wish to climb up the social ladder, just let them be. If we create tension on both sides, there's no benefit for us at all!"
Fang Hui was far from content. She could have had it all if only a few years had passed; her eldest son would have become a landowner. But now, Pei Qin wasn't willing, and moreover, her natal family only thought of themselves and even suppressed them! Marrying Fang Liuming, was she, Pei Qin, not afraid to become the next Fang Rongniang!?
But Pei Qin had absolutely no such thoughts; if it weren't for Fang Liuming being quite agreeable, and Lady Yu having helped Lady Fang before, she wouldn't have agreed to teach Fang Liuming at all.
The door was knocked on again, Pei Qian ran over to open it, and outside stood Zhang Gengshan, who had broken his leg at the slope. He had washed up, and his complexion had improved, slowly revealing his actual age.
