Mrs. Xu's discerning gaze couldn't find a single flaw in Lu Fengxuan's face despite her most critical inspection, leaving her feeling even more stifled in her heart after hearing Mrs. Lin's suggestive remarks.
"If Mrs. Lin wants to flatter and fawn, just go directly to them," Mrs. Xu snorted coldly. "No one is stopping you."
Mrs. Lin said, "I know what self-awareness is. I never try to ingratiate myself with those relationships I can't reach. Unlike some people, who have their eyes on both the bowl and the pot, acting as if they're a dish to be savored, thinking everyone will like them."
As Mrs. Lin spoke, she pretended to affectionately grab Xu Manqing's hand and looked at her with a laugh, "Manqing, I hope you're not that foolish, are you?"
Xu Manqing's face stiffened, and she forcefully withdrew her hand from Mrs. Lin's grip, her tone cool:
"It seems the lady has had too much to drink, spouting nonsense."
