Chapter 840: Chapter 844: Looking at the New Bride (2)
"Oh, this must be Yang Gang’s new bride, isn’t she pretty." A middle-aged woman in a fur coat sashayed up to Zhang Miao’s side.
"Thank you for the complint, Auntie," Zhang Miao smiled faintly.
"My, my, how can you be so inept at speaking? You’re from the countryside, aren’t you?" the middle-aged woman asked pointedly.
"Err, did I say sothing wrong?" Zhang Miao asked mildly.
"Did you just call
’Auntie’? Do I look that old to you?" the middle-aged woman patted her cheek, "Look at this, fair and tender, I’m hardly thirty. You should be calling
’sister,’ you know?"
"Oh, my apologies, that was my mistake," Zhang Miao smiled slightly and turning her head to the young daughters-in-law, she added, "That would an I’d have to trouble you all to call
’Auntie’ then."
Pfft!
"Who are you trying to take advantage of?" a young girl said, annoyed and embarrassed.
Zhang Miao spread her hands, "I’m placing you guys on the sa level as your mothers-in-law by calling you ’Sister,’ so naturally as daughters-in-law, you would be a generation below . Is there anything wrong with calling
’Auntie’ then?"
"We are of the sa generation as you!" another young girl countered angrily.
"Oh, so if I’m the reference point, I’m of the sa generation as your mothers-in-law, and you’re of the sa generation as , so by transitive relationship, you’d be of the sa generation as your mothers-in-law, like sisters. Does this an you’re suggesting so sister-mother-in-law collective polyandry?"
Full of false regret, Zhang Miao said, "Sorry, I didn’t realize your family relationships were so complicated. My bad. Then you might as well call
’sister’ or ’little sister’ too."
Pfft!
Lin Yueyao had just led everyone in and hadn’t had the chance to leave yet.
She couldn’t hold back and let out a snort of laughter.
"Usually, it’s these people picking on our Yang family, but now our young mistress is practically making monkeys out of them! So satisfying!"
The affluent madams and their daughters-in-law took a while to collect themselves, and then they were seething with rage.
"Bai Ninglu! The servants in your family are too presumptuous!" a middle-aged woman of stature scolded.
Bai Ninglu suppressed the laughter in her heart, pretended to glare at Lin Yueyao, and said, "Yueyao, go do your work."
"Yes, Madam," Lin Yueyao strutted off with her head held high and a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, swaying past them.
"And you, you are an ill-mannered daughter-in-law!"
"Sorry, sorry, my daughter-in-law is from out of town and isn’t great at talking. Please, everyone, take a seat. I’ll go brew so tea for us," Bai Ninglu said and then headed to the kitchen.
Zhang Miao glanced at everyone and then said, "I’m sorry for figuring out and outing your complicated family dynamics, that was my mistake."
Zhang Miao was apologizing earnestly, while the groups of madams and daughters-in-law were about to explode with anger.
"Madam Song, calm down, calm down," one woman of stature said.
"But she’s so infuriating!"
"We outnumber them eight to two, can’t we handle the Yang family’s mother-daughter-in-law?"
"Oh, Mrs. Xia, do you have any clever plan?"
The woman grinned and, without uttering a sound, went straight to Zhang Miao and whispered, "I am Zi Han’s mother, and Yang Gang’s sworn sister, Feifei, is the best friend of my daughter."
"I know Miss Xia Zihan. She was a pawn in a political marriage, promised to a villain of the Huang family, but it was my clever husband who helped her get out of the engagent. I haven’t had much interaction with Miss Zi Han, but I think we would get along. After all, we both like the sa man—our taste is the sa." Zhang Miao said earnestly.
Mrs. Xia’s face turned dark.
She hadn’t even made a move and she was already perfectly countered.
Zhang Miao’s ssage was crystal clear:
The Xia family doesn’t treat Zi Han like a daughter, using her as a political tool and betrothing her to a man she doesn’t like—simply scum;
That’s the first point.
Second, her husband is a benefactor for helping their daughter break off the engagent; the implication being: if we attack her daughter’s benefactor, we would be morally bankrupt, lower than beasts.
Third, the daughter and she liked the sa man, but in the end, she was the one who won him over. aning, no matter how we provoke her, the victor will be her.
Mrs. Xia planned to say sothing but Zhang Miao had her cornered from all angles, leaving her feeling stifled.
Seeing this, a young girl stepped forward, looking at Zhang Miao provocatively: "I am Lin Xia, the fiancée of the Xia family’s heir Xia Ziyang. You married into the Yang family for their wealth, didn’t you?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xia thought of so trick, and chuckled darkly.
She feigned annoyance at Lin Xia, saying, "Don’t spout nonsense! Miss Miao Miao is certainly not that kind of woman! Go play on the side!"
Then Mrs. Xia took Zhang Miao’s hand and said, "Miao Miao, I’m sorry about that, Lin Xia is just a simple-minded woman. Though she’s nominally our Xia family’s daughter-in-law, in reality, it’s not quite so. She’s the fiancée of my adopted son Xia Ziyang, who only recently got engaged, and both Ziyang and I are not satisfied with her. Even though it’s an adoption, Ziyang is still a mber of our Xia family, and to have such a foolish daughter-in-law, I can’t save face. If we could have a daughter-in-law like you, that would be so nice! Ah, I’ve said so much, but really, I just don’t want you to be deceived."
"I’m being deceived?"
Mrs. Xia cautiously glanced toward the kitchen, then whispered, "You probably don’t know yet? Yang family’s company has been bought out, is insolvent, and the Yang family is about to go bankrupt."
She glanced at Zhang Miao’s bulging belly and added, "As long as you terminate this pregnancy, our Xia family won’t mind that you’ve been previously engaged..."
Zhang Miao looked at Mrs. Xia with a smile: "Oh, Mrs. Xia, who said the Yang family is going to go bankrupt?"
"Just as I thought! The Yang family has kept it from you, haven’t they? Their company has been taken over. Once the accounts are settled, if the assets can’t cover the debts, it will be the Yang family’s ti of bankruptcy," Mrs. Xia said.
Zhang Miao continued to smile: "Does Mrs. Xia know who bought out the Yang family’s company?"
"I don’t know. But I’ve heard that the buyer has a deep background and substantial assets. Now, aside from a few of Yang Lin’s friends offering so token help, no one else is willing to support the Yang family. The Yang family’s bankruptcy is a foregone conclusion!"
"Ah!" Zhang Miao sighed softly.
"Miss Miao Miao, what do you an by that? Do you think I’m lying to you?"
"No, you aren’t lying to . The Yang family’s company has indeed been acquired. But..." Zhang Miao smiled and then whispered to Mrs. Xia: "Mrs. Xia, this secret, I’ll only tell you."
"Hmm, go on," Mrs. Xia listened intently.
"Actually, the one who acquired the Yang family’s company isn’t soone else, it’s my husband."
"What? Why?"
Zhang Miao spread her hands: "Just a father-son squabble."
Mrs. Xia looked extrely shaken: "Impossible, impossible, it just can’t be!"
Zhang Miao smiled demurely: "Since you don’t believe it, let
completely crush your hopes."
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