CHAPTER 608: 235 VENOMOUS SNAKE EMERGES FROM ITS HOLE_2

For some unspeakable reasons, she was certain that the old lady would not refuse. To ensure the Mei family’s everlasting prosperity, she had to finalize this marriage arrangement before the old lady passed away.

"Jun Zhe? That child is not bad." Mei Lvge nodded in satisfaction.

"Find an opportunity to bring him over, let me take a look."

Mei Qingdai couldn’t contain her joy and quickly agreed.

~

Whenever Wei Zhuhua thought of their conversation, a surge of anger rose uncontrollably in her chest.

The Mei family, in ancient times, belonged to the lowest class of performers, but turned their fortunes around thanks to the old lady. If they just enjoyed their wealth, that would be fine, but the Mei family pressed their luck, bullying others with the old lady’s influence, occupying high positions without merit.

Not only did they insert an uneducated woman like Mei Qingdai into the Yu family, now they wanted to marry her precious daughter off to the Mei family, something that Wei Zhuhua absolutely could not tolerate.

Her own life had already been a tragedy; how could she watch her daughter walk the same path? If it were with prestigious families like the Gu or Wen families, it might still hold some dignity despite a lack of true affection, but the destitute Mei family dreaming of marrying her daughter was laughable.

The Mei family might publicly claim to be a family steeped in opera and intangible cultural heritage, but that was just fooling outsiders who didn’t know any better. Out of respect for the old lady, they might offer small courtesies, but she knew full well the Mei family’s true nature behind the scenes.

It was a filthy den.

Mei Qingdai had a knack for scheming; she couldn’t believe the old lady didn’t see through it, but given the old lady’s attitude, she was indeed considering it.

Wei Zhuhua’s heart turned cold.

If news of this got out, it would become a laughingstock.

She could already imagine how those people would mock her and her daughter behind their backs.

Wei Zhuhua’s eyes gradually turned resolute; she would never allow Huanhuan to follow that path.

"Zixun."

A maid entered from outside: "Madam."

"Has the guest list for the Second Madam’s plum blossom banquet been finalized?"

Zixun had already prepared it and handed the list to Wei Zhuhua.

This time, Mei Qingdai’s ambition was great, as nearly every notable lady in Jingzhou had been invited.

Wei Zhuhua returned the list to Zixun: "Arrange a meeting with Mrs. Xu for me tomorrow."

Zixun thought for a moment: "The Mrs. Xu from the Cultural Creation Conference?"

Wei Zhuhua nodded: "And prepare a gift."

After a pause, Wei Zhuhua said, "Take out that century-old wild ginseng and give it to Mrs. Xu as a gift tomorrow."

Mrs. Xu’s son was recently attacked, but fortunately, he was saved in time and was okay.

Zixun was a bit surprised but didn’t say anything.

The Madam’s family was in the medicine business, so the medicinal herbs they collected were naturally top quality. The century-old wild ginseng she was offering was undoubtedly the best available.

In terms of identity, it would be impossible for the Madam to proactively seek out connections with someone like Mrs. Xu unless she needed something from them.

Zixun, having followed Wei Zhuhua closely, knew the backgrounds and connections of all the noblewomen in Jingzhou like the back of her hand.

Mrs. Xu from the Cultural Creation Conference appeared to be just the wife of the chairman of a public education group, which wouldn’t normally garner enough attention from the Madam.

However, she had another identity.

The great-niece of Madam Gu.

This made her extremely influential.

The only thing in this world that would make the Madam go to such lengths was for the sake of the eldest miss.

Recalling the conversation she inadvertently overheard with the Madam earlier in the day, she instantly understood the Madam’s intentions.

She felt admiration for Madam, who truly was a good mother, and hoped the eldest miss would understand her mother’s efforts.

~

Yunzhou, Qingxi Town.

Compared to the frigid cold of Qingzhou, Yunzhou, bordering Chunzhou, was like a warm spring.

Though Qingxi Town was just a town, it was by no means backward.

Because it housed the largest book printing center in the country, with its printing industry accounting for seventy percent of the nation’s total output, not to mention the boost it gave to Yunzhou’s GDP.

And the entity controlling this economic lifeline of Yunzhou was the Gu family of Qingxi Town.

Today was Mr. Gu’s eightieth birthday, and the governor of Yunzhou personally came to offer congratulations, which showed the prestige of the Gu family locally.

Other branches of the Gu family also sent representatives to celebrate.

When the young man stepped over the threshold, the whole room fell silent for a moment.

"This... is Bichen?"

Yet it was the birthday star, Mr. Gu, who reacted first.

The young man stood tall and elegant, stepped forward to greet him: "Junior greets Grandpa Gu, wishing you longevity as the moon, and prosperity as the sun; may your years be as enduring as the southern mountains, steady and steadfast; as lush as pine and cedar. None shall outshine you."