Madam Song felt like she had swallowed a fly.
The girl she had such high hopes for, the one she had praised in front of her mother-in-law, turned around and slapped her in the face as resoundingly as possible, leaving her humiliated.
The worst part was, she had to pretend nothing happened and carry on with the charade. It was truly disgusting.
"Madam, if you keep that dark expression when you et them, everyone will know sothing is up. We’re going to make offerings, not to start a feud," Housekeeper Fang said helplessly.
Madam Song retorted, "I have a dark face, so what? What can she do about it? In terms of rank, I surpass her. By birth, I co from the Marquis Mansion. As for n, my husband is the Pri Minister, a favorite of the Emperor. If I show her so face, what can she complain about? Even when it cos to raising children, my children would never behave as hers have, daring to be alone with an outside man."
"But it wasn’t just the two of them."
"So being in company makes it acceptable? They’re peers, with no elder present, where’s the decorum? She prides herself on her Wang lineage, but it’s clear she’s only a distant relative who learned the surface, not the depth," Madam Song snorted coldly.
Indeed, the actions of Miss Wen did not escape Madam Song’s notice, especially as Song Zhiyuan had warned her. Going to offer incense might just be normal socializing, but never ntion marriage.
This left Madam Song dumbfounded, naturally prompting inquiries into why, and the result?
She was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, saying she wouldn’t go, but was persuaded by Song Zhiyuan’s compelling argunts.
So, Madam Song went to the appointnt as scheduled, but not with the intention of matchmaking; rather, it was a performance.
Moreover, she no longer needed to maintain a facade of pleasing, but could act aloof: "Is this how a reputable family like the Wen family behaves, with deep foundations?"
"As long as you’re aware, it’s best not to show any traces. Otherwise, if others see, they’ll think you’re arrogant, and when the Young Master is choosing a bride, there’ll be no interest?" Housekeeper Fang advised. "And the Pri Minister has said, it’s wise not to offend the Wen family. They’re governors back ho, after all."
Madam Song felt a bit nauseated.
Though Yu Hang is Pri Minister Song’s hotown, Jiangnan’s regional leader is now Governor Wen. If they wanted trouble, they wouldn’t be upfront about it.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the Emperor also needs Governor Wen. It’s not just the man you look at, but the face of the Buddha.
Madam Song reluctantly said, "I understand, it just feels very frustrating."
Housekeeper Fang thought, who wouldn’t say so? That young lady, appearing so dignified, didn’t seem like soone who didn’t know propriety, yet she made such a foolish mistake. In the eyes of those who care, even the indifferent beco interested.
The wheels of the carriage rattled, and soon they arrived at Songshan Temple. The abbot personally ca to greet them, and Madam Wen had already brought Wen Zishan to wait there.
Perhaps out of guilt, Madam Wen was warr the next ti she saw Madam Song and didn’t act self-important as she previously did.
Madam Song, having been an official’s wife for many years, was well-practiced. As soon as she stepped off the carriage, she was all smiles, took Madam Wen’s hand for a friendly greeting, full of cheerful conversation, as if completely unaware of Wen Zishan’s foolishness.
If Song Ci were here, he might utter a common saying: Oscar owes them two little gold statues!
Truly a dramatic performance by Song!~
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