Xiu Yingying had been scheming for three whole years to marry Mr. Mog. At this mont, how could she be willing to give up?
She didn’t want to give up, and she couldn’t afford to give up!
What was the point of life if she couldn’t marry Mr. Mog?
Xiu Jiao sighed and held Xiu Yingying’s hand, saying, "Now that Qishen and Yangyang are already set in stone, you might as well stop obsessing over things that aren’t ant to be."
Though she did feel sorry for her niece Xiu Yingying, in this matter, she was powerless to help.
"Auntie!" Xiu Yingying continued, "Tell , apart from being a little prettier, what does Ni Yang have that makes her worthy of Mr. Mog? Besides, I don’t think I look any less stunning than her! Please help , Auntie. With your help, I’ll surely succeed with half the effort!"
From the very beginning, Xiu Yingying had never thought much of Ni Yang.
Ni Yang was just a small-ti noodle vendor...
She, on the other hand, was born into a prestigious family, received the best education, could dance, play the cello, and even do tea ceremonies.
What could a countryside girl like Ni Yang possibly know?
What part of her could ever match up to Mr. Mog?
Xiu Jiao said helplessly, "Yingying, there’s nothing I can do to help you. You’ve seen it yourself—Qishen and Yangyang have a great relationship. They’re already married, so you should let go of these improper thoughts."
Honestly, Xiu Jiao also felt that Ni Yang wasn’t good enough for Mo Qishen.
Back when Mo Qishen was a useless nobody, it didn’t matter much.
But now Mo Qishen was Mr. Mog.
Mr. Mog’s wife deserved soone better.
Xiu Yingying said, "Being married doesn’t an they can’t get divorced! Auntie, I’m your niece. If I marry Mr. Mog, you’ll also reap the benefits! Your status in the Mo Family will rise along with mine. Why let others take advantage of such an opportunity?"
Though remarriage didn’t have the best reputation nowadays, Xiu Yingying didn’t care.
She was willing to do anything as long as she could marry Mr. Mog.
Xiu Jiao felt a little tempted but remained hesitant, saying, "Yingying, there’s an old saying: ’It’s better to tear down a temple than ruin a marriage.’ You know I’m the type of person who never does anything against my conscience."
That was true.
Xiu Jiao had never done anything against her conscience.
If she saw beggars on the roadside, she would give them money. Every year, she donated a large sum to impoverished regions, and during festivals, she would go to the temple to burn incense.
Even if she accidentally stepped on an ant on the road, she would feel guilty for half a day.
Although if Xiu Yingying married Mo Qishen, she would undoubtedly benefit, she was still caught in a moral dilemma.
She had spent her whole life doing good deeds and didn’t want to ruin it all in her old age.
People who committed bad deeds would go to hell after they died.
As Xiu Jiao’s niece, Xiu Yingying knew her aunt too well. She understood her habits and knew that Xiu Jiao never did anything unethical.
"Auntie, this isn’t doing sothing bad—it’s actually doing a good deed. It’s an act of kindness and virtue."
Xiu Jiao’s eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Of course, it’s true!" Xiu Yingying continued, "Ni Yang isn’t worthy of Mr. Mog to begin with! The two of them being together was a mistake! You stepping in to correct the mistake is doing sothing good—a virtuous act!"
After speaking, Xiu Yingying linked arms with Xiu Jiao and said, "Auntie, I’m your only niece. If you don’t help , who else can I turn to? Auntie, I’m begging you..."
Since this wasn’t considered doing sothing wrong, Xiu Jiao felt no psychological burden. "Let think of a plan for you, then."
Xiu Yingying was her niece. If this plan succeeded, it would only be beneficial to her.
"Thank you, Auntie!" Xiu Yingying exclaid joyfully.
Xiu Jiao then said, "But for now, you still need to move out."
Xiu Yingying’s expression changed. "Why?"
Xiu Jiao replied, "Are you really that dense? Right now, Qishen isn’t living at ho. Staying here or living outside makes no difference!"
Xiu Yingying frowned. "Even though he doesn’t live here anymore, this is still his ho. He occasionally cos back to visit the old master and madam..."
Xiu Jiao smiled and said, "Isn’t that why I’m here? If he cos back, I’ll call you imdiately. Communication is so convenient nowadays. When the ti cos, you can just return then."
Xiu Yingying still felt a little disgruntled.
Xiu Jiao continued, "Yingying, don’t you think living directly at Qishen’s place would be better?"
"Auntie, do you have a way?" Xiu Yingying’s excitent was boundless.
If she could move directly to Mo Qishen’s place, it would undoubtedly be the best scenario!
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