CHAPTER 1047: 217 OUR FAMILY HAS A SIGNIFICANT ORIGIN

"Yes, I’ll prepare a guest room right away." Meng Shujing obediently replied.

Wanting to marry also depends on whether Yan Song is willing to take her.

Overestimating oneself and bringing shame upon oneself, if it weren’t for her luck marrying into the Yan Family, her maiden family wouldn’t even qualify to dump a bucket of shit on her.

"No need, the West Warm Pavilion is still empty, isn’t it? Let Mingzhu stay there."

"West Warm Pavilion? Huahua and Xingxing are living there." Meng Shujing felt sick to her stomach. The West Warm Pavilion is the best place in the entire mansion, personally overseen by Yan Guomao as a lavish wedding gift for his wife, not only intricately designed but lakeside, warm in winter and cool in summer. However, after the unexpected deaths of Yan Guomao and his wife, the place was left vacant. Later she managed to convince the old master to let Huahua and Xingxing live there. Lu Yuke thinks well, letting Lu Mingzhu stay there, she’s really thick-skinned.

Lu Yuke gave her a cold glance: "Is the house lacking a sleeping place for two kids? It’s rare for Mingzhu to visit, what? Do you, as the aunt, want the child to sleep on the streets?"

What a damn aunt, coming here just to ask her daughter to move out. Is there such an easy thing? "Mom, it’s not that I don’t want to, but Huahua and Xingxing are accustomed to living there. I’ll prepare the East Pavilion, which has been renovated later, with heated floors inside, even more comfortable than the West Warm Pavilion."

Lu Yuke suddenly slapped the table, giving Meng Shujing a big fright: "Isn’t it just asking you to vacate a room and you’re being so reluctant? If you don’t want to move, just say it, your daughter is a treasure, my Mingzhu should just stay in the East Pavilion?"

Meng Shujing held back a stomach full of anger, but she knew well enough that arguing was unwise. Lu Yuke was the best at twisting words, arguing with her even reasonable points would become unreasonable. Taking a deep breath, she told herself to stay calm and said with a smile: "Mom, what are you talking about? Mingzhu calls me Aunt, I genuinely care for her, but Huahua and Xingxing are sensitive to cold. Now the weather is so cold and moving out abruptly, I’m afraid the two children might not handle it well, especially Huahua. You know, since birth, she hasn’t been healthy, who else in this world would care for her but me?" Saying this, she couldn’t help but wipe her tears.

Ever since her daughters were born, Lu Yuke hadn’t held them once. When she found out Xingxing was born a girl, she even wanted to abandon Xingxing. From then on, she hated this mother-in-law.

Lu Yuke irritably waved her hand: "Enough talk, if you don’t move, fine, I get it, go back." With a meaningful cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

Meng Shujing’s heart skipped a beat, not knowing what her mother-in-law was planning. "Then mom, I’ll head back first; Huahua and Xingxing will be finishing school soon, I’ll go check on them."

She finished speaking and got up to leave.

At the door, she heard Lu Yuke muttering to herself: "Heard the widow from the Xi Men Family has returned, I’ll go see her sometime, this woman can bear children..."

Meng Shujing’s brow twitched, biting down on a silver tooth.

This was deliberately said for her to hear.

Lu Yuke, you’ve got guts.

Hearing the hurried footsteps leaving, Lu Yuke gave a cold snort, a little brat, trying to fight against me.

"Madam, there’s news from the Third Lady." Aunt Cui came in from outside, and Lu Yuke raised her eyebrow.

"The Third Lady indeed has arranged a marriage for Young Master Yan Ke in Jiangzhou, but the family background hasn’t been found out yet. However, it’s said that the Third Lady has sent someone to fetch them, planning a double celebration on the old master’s birthday day."

Lu Yuke smiled, picked up the teacup to take a sip, only to find the tea had gone cold, Aunt Cui hurriedly replaced it with a fresh cup.

"Zhuang Xiyue is sharp, arranging a marriage early for the second son to prevent anyone from controlling his marriage." Saying this with a sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth.

"If the Third Lady is so shrewd, do you think Miss Mingzhu has any hope?" Aunt Cui wanted to laugh; she had seen Miss Mingzhu as a child, resembling Madam greatly, no wonder Madam liked her so much. Pity, just like Madam, she looked very unattractive, with a face of harshness. It’s unimaginable for someone as absolutely stunning as Zhuang Xiyue to marry such a daughter-in-law.

Lu Yuke turned to glance at her, and Aunt Cui quickly lowered her gaze.

"I know what you’re thinking, dismissing Mingzhu as being unsuitable for Yan Song, so what? Didn’t I still marry into the Yan Family? Mu Ziling, that bitch, has long gone to hell. What good is looking pretty? The key is whether heaven gives you time to enjoy it."