"Listen to this, how full of herself this niece of hers is, spouting such unsavory words—just a widow. How blind must my younger brother have been to send her gifts?" Yang Chuxia just chuckled. Did they really think all these ladies were that foolish?
Did they actually believe others would trust her on just a few words?
She understood the aunt and niece's motive today, wasn't it what her second aunt had said? If the Yang Family disagreed, they would make a scene for everyone to know, preventing Qingrui from getting a wife as well.
Truly foolish, to think everyone was as foolish as she was? Willing to make herself the scapegoat for her niece?
Sure enough, as soon as the crowd heard Yang Chuxia's explanation, they understood everything. Let alone their affluent families, even common small households wouldn't allow their sons to marry a widow.
