"Chengyu, Grandmother thinks you spoke well." Old Mrs. Xiao, disregarding the attitudes of Mrs. Zhou and Xiao Chengyi, said to Xiao Chengyu with appreciation all over her face.
Mrs. Zhou was initially taken aback, then recalled what Shen Ruoxi had said, and this time she surprisingly became firm: "Chengyu, women who interfere in others' marriages never end well.
Listen to your mother's advice, don't heed your grandmother's words, you're now of marriageable age, and tomorrow I'll find someone to inquire about a nobleman of good character whose age matches yours."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Xiao was immediately furious: "Chengyi's mother, what nonsense are you saying? Prince Zhan is such a figure; if Chengyu could marry him as a concubine, it would be a glorious affair for the family. Stay out of this matter!"
Today, Mrs. Zhou seemed determined to take charge, her face cold and tone resolute: "Chengyu, I will definitely handle this matter!
