Perhaps it was a coincidence, just as Shen Qinglan arrived home and sent away the other two carriages that helped with the bride prices, the door of the Fang Family next door opened.
Coming out were the plump woman Shen Qinglan had seen before and a middle-aged man, presumably Wang Li's husband, Fang Liang.
"Oh!" Fang Liang spoke with a flattering smile, "Has Brother Shen returned?"
Out of politeness, Shen Shan nodded at him, though his face didn't look good.
"Putting on airs?" Wang Li sneered coldly, "Really think you're some wealthy lord."
"Speaking of which, I have something to settle with you." Dong Yao rarely spoke coldly, "You went to the Qiu Family to gossip, telling them not to marry their daughter into our Shen Family. We've been neighbors for years, and I believe I've never offended you, Wang Li. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for saying such things?"
"What?" Fang Liang, "Did you really say those things?"
