无翼乌工口里番无色无摭挡

“Third Brother, wu wu wu…”

“Fifth Sister, why are you crying?” Jiang Yi was surprised and pulled her to sit down.

Jiang Yuan cried and said, “That Lady Yuan, she doesn’t think highly of me. She said she was here to propose marriage to Seventh Sister, not me, and told me, a concubine-born daughter, to look in the mirror.”

After saying that, she wiped her tears and sobbed harder.

Although she was a concubine-born daughter, she had lived in the Jiang Family like a legitimate daughter all these years.

She had never suffered such a grievance before.

Lady Yuan, who came to propose marriage for the Wenren Family, ridiculed her to her face.

And she showed no mercy.

Jiang Yi frowned and said, “Isn’t Father there? Can’t he do something about her rude and disrespectful behavior?”

“Father is there, but he can’t do anything to a woman. Lady Yuan has a high status and is somewhat related to our family. We even have to call her Aunt.” Jiang Yuan choked back her tears.

Jiang Ning said, “There are many people who rely on their age to bully others. But who asked you to be so eager?”

“Jiang Seventh, what are you talking about? Do you enjoy seeing me humiliated? Are you happy?” Jiang Yuan shouted indignantly.

“I’m telling you to have self-respect and self-love and not to be so eager to marry every good man you see. Being too eager makes you less valuable. Understand?”

“I… I… You all bully me!”

Jiang Yuan stomped her feet and cried harder.

“Pathetic,” Jiang Ning said. “You’ve never met Wenren Zong, you only heard from others that he’s good, and you want to marry him. It’s not a big deal if it doesn’t work out, so stop crying.”

Jiang Yuan tried to hit her but was stopped by Jiang Yi.

She cried again, “Third Brother! Ever since she came, you only love her and not me anymore!”

Jiang Ning said, “That’s only natural since I am a real sister, and you didn’t come from the same mother.”

“You… you…” Jiang Yuan was choked up and couldn’t speak. She cried even more violently.

Jiang Yi said, “Don’t cry, Seventh Sister has no ill intentions.”

“Wu wu wu!”

“Stop crying! It’s so annoying.” Jiang Ning shouted.

Jiang Yuan stopped abruptly, tears welling up in her eyes as she stared at her.

Jiang Ning said, “Come here, I have something good for you to eat.”

“What could you possibly have?”

Although she was stubborn, she moved closer and took the bowl that Huang Ying handed over.

It felt cold to the touch.

She looked at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi smiled and said, “I just ate three bowls.”

“Really?”

Jiang Yuan was half convinced and took a small bite.

A moment later, she gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

She finished the small bowl in the blink of an eye.

She smacked her lips and handed the bowl to Huang Ying, “Good sister, give me another bowl.”

As she ate cheerfully, much of her earlier frustration dissipated.

Jiang Ning laughed, “Indeed, sweets can save a bad mood.”

With Jiang Yuan’s anger subsiding, Lady Yuan was still fuming.

She had been entrusted by the Wenren Family to propose marriage and thought it was a done deal. But to her surprise, Jiang Ruobai had brought his concubine-born daughter to the meeting.

What did he mean by that?

Who did he think he was fooling with a bastard daughter?

Who was he insulting?

Lady Yuan was seething with anger. After scolding Jiang Ruobai and ridiculing Jiang Yuan a few times, she left in a huff and went straight to the Wenren Family.

When Madam Wenren heard that Jiang Ning had refused the marriage, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sister Yuan, don’t be angry. This isn’t such a big deal. I just got some new high-quality fabrics. Come and have a look.”

Madam Wenren was skilled in soothing others, and soon placated Lady Yuan.

After sending Lady Yuan away, she called Wenren Zong and told him about the matter.

“It’s not that I don’t agree, it’s Seventh Miss who doesn’t want to. Thirteen, you can give up now.”

“Your son understands.”

Wenren Zong didn’t say much about it..