Huo Jiajia was being extremely loud, showing no intention of lowering her voice. Her voice quickly drew the attention of many bystanders. Indeed, gossip is a universal human fascination.
An Lan frowned as she looked at Huo Jiajia, unwilling to get entangled with her.
"This should be none of your business now, Miss Huo," she said.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, indeed it's none of my business. But after all, as your sister-in-law, and being a kind-hearted person, if you really can't find someone to take over, you could let me know. I can introduce you to someone. There's a pig-slaughtering household in Shangzhuang Village with an idiot son, who I think would be the perfect match for you."
Holding one hand to her lips, the scorn and mockery in Huo Jiajia's eyes were unmistakable. The words she spoke were full of derision. Liu Nuanxi, standing by, changed expression and said, "You!"
Liu Nuanxi had barely spoken a word when An Lan stopped her.
She gently shook her head at Liu Nuanxi.