How does being good at studying matter?
How does having a good social standing matter either?
Isn't she still inferior in every aspect, from family background to connections, to her?
With this thought, Xue Yiwei's pent-up frustrations vanished, lifting her mood considerably.
"Bad character?" Mother Xue was puzzled, "What's going on? I saw the name and thought it was grand and imposing, sure to come from a scholarly family."
To right the capsizing ship, to support the falling building.
Such a name would be too much for an ordinary person to live up to.
"Mom, you don't often come to Jiangcheng, so you wouldn't know." Xue Yiwei spoke dismissively, "Two years ago, she was the mistress of the Zhou Family of Jiangcheng's second young master and was raised as a substitute."
Mother Xue frowned, "How old was she two years ago?"
