Mrs. Jiang snapped back at Aunt Sun and descended the stairs feeling refreshed and clear-headed.
Anning was waiting in the car downstairs. When Mrs. Jiang got into the car, her face was all smiles. "That felt so good, finally putting that Mrs. Sun in her place. She's always praising Liu Fang's boyfriend—what kind of people are they, calling that impressive? Just look at how eager their entire family is to butter them up. Even if Liu Fang really did marry into their family, it's no guarantee she'd have a good life."
"Isn't that the truth."
Third, cradling her cat, was nestled in the car: "I think it's iffy too. In my view, battling it out just to marry into a good family isn't as good as making an effort to earn more money. The money you earn yourself is more satisfying to spend, and even if you get married later on, having your own career gives you a voice at home."
