Lin Chunju was unwilling to hear people speak of her daughter in such a manner, but she wouldn't go so far as to cause a scene on the spot.
After all, this was the way of the world, and Dong Cuifen's words probably represented the thoughts of the majority.
Suppressing her irritation, she spoke in a low voice, "No matter what, our family needs to discuss this behind closed doors. Regardless of how others see Xiaofang, in my heart, she is a treasure. We can't just decide based on a few words."
Dong Cuifen's line of work was, after all, dependent on reading people's faces.
Upon seeing this, her heart skipped a beat, and she hastily gave her mouth a moderate tap.
"Look at me, sometimes I speak without thinking. Xiaofang is skillful and earns a lot; she certainly won't have trouble finding a husband. It was the Qiu Maode family who pleaded with me for a long time before I put my face out there to make this visit."