Chapter 2035: They're Not Worthy

“Why so tense.”

The Old Lady’s tone was relaxed, not at all offended, and instead with a look of gloating, “This boy has been vexing me for years, and now there’s a granddaughter-in-law to discipline him. It feels great! If he gets controlled, then so be it. He can’t escape the palm of my Jiaojiao’s hand for the rest of his life, what else can he do.”

My Jiaojiao, huh?

Auntie Wu smiled, “The Third Young Master and the Young Madam have a good relationship, and you like such an agreeable person, nothing could be better.”

“What’s wrong with that? I’m not some old fogey from another family. Young people will solve their own affairs. Even if I intervene, how many years can I manage them.”

The Old Lady picked up a brush, Auntie Wu laid out the rice paper, and pressed it with a paperweight on the side.

The final stroke of “Forever Happy Union” was firm and decisive.

The Old Lady squinted with satisfaction, “But I can’t bear to see Jiaojiao wronged, so I have to meddle. Keep an eye on that Song woman, it’s not so easy to enter the doors of the Bo Family. Since she’s here to recuperate, don’t let her wander around.”

Auntie Wu naturally understood what she meant.

That Song Yuan, isn’t she inconvenient with her legs and feet? She’s made such a fuss to stay in the Bo Residence, but the lies she spun will eventually backfire on her. This door is easy to enter, but hard to leave, unless she gets so anxious that she stands up from her wheelchair.

The Song couple is overly doting on their daughter, but their values are somewhat skewed. Knowing well their daughter’s intention to meddle in someone else’s relationship, Mrs. Song even found an excuse to take her husband away together.

When they sent her here that day, their anxious and tear-streaked faces were like entrusting a dying wish.

The Third Young Master is about to have a blissful marriage, and Auntie Wu couldn’t help but think about Bo Shuxian, sighing softly, “It’s just our Fourth Young Master who’s met with the wrong person. He must have been deeply hurt, all focused on his work. The photos of his work he sent back recently, you couldn’t find a single girl in them. He’s become disillusioned with marriage, it’s going to be…”

The Old Lady’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, suddenly reminded of some disgusting people, and lost her mood for calligraphy. She tossed the brush into the water jar, “That child has a heavy heart but is filial. All his thoughts now are on archaeology and Qianqian. He’s so young, how can he remain single? I asked you to keep an eye out for suitable girls, any news?”

“There are some, but among the few you looked at, none were satisfactory. Didn’t want to shortchange the Fourth Young Master. Recently, someone from the Zhou Family came over, saying that Zhou Zining went mad and implied strongly that they wanted you to mediate. You drove them away with a scolding, but they didn’t give up, privately introduced me to a few branch women from the Zhou Family.”

“As if they could!”

The Old Lady’s expression turned stern, her lips tightly pressed, even the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth stretched, “Who does Zhou Zining think she is? What does her madness have to do with us, self-inflicted! When she was my granddaughter-in-law, did my Bo Family ever shortchange her? And look at her, trying to please both sides, holding the position of Fourth Young Madam while looking down on Shuxian, don’t think I don’t know. Ever since Qianqian was born, they’ve been living apart. What kind of family is the Zhou’s? If it wasn’t for Shuxian’s fondness, how could I possibly let Zhou Zining in, and now they want to squeeze someone else in, not a chance!”

What Zhou Zining did back then, even taking a hand at the child, was simply heinous. Crawling about in the shadows for ten years, and she still has the nerve to seek reasons from others.

The Old Lady was not unaware of their separation, but the child never spoke up, and Bo Shuxian was deeply in love, so she turned a blind eye, too lazy to say anything.