Luo Qingxue

Chu Hongmei was so angry that her face turned ashen. She could not say anything to Madam Liu, who was her sister-in-law, but she could not tolerate Ye Muyu, who was a junior.

"Third Sister-in-law, look at what she's saying. Aren't you going to do anything about it? How can such a daughter-in-law be worthy of being the wife of a high scholar?"

"Oh? I wonder who Second Aunt thinks is worthy of being the wife of a high scholar?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

"That must be my Qingxue." Chu Hongmei said without thinking.

"Oh really? Cousin Qingxue has no family background and no looks. It's almost impossible. You still need to consider the reality, Second Aunt." Chu Heng's voice was calm, and he sounded like he was giving out instructions in a serious tone.

Chu Hongmei's cheeks flushed red. She was angry but did not dare to offend him.