Mrs. Qiao felt very uncomfortable when she saw Minister Tan treating her niece like this.
When she was about to speak, she was cut off by Wang: "Brothers and sisters, don't rush to speak for your niece. The uncle is the head of the family. Let him finish his words first."
Suddenly he hit a soft nail, and Mrs. Qiao was so angry that she almost broke her teeth.
On the other hand, Qiao Yuanfei was still calm and relaxed.
She sat alone at the bottom, her head lowered, neither speaking nor raising her head, like a wooden sculpture.
As Minister Tan looked at it, his voice became deeper: "Miss Qiao, our Tan family is kind enough to take you in, not to bring trouble to ourselves. I will not pay attention to the matter of Wan'an Temple for the time being. I hope you will be careful in your words and deeds in the future. Don't do anything." Mistaken errand."
This clear warning made Qiao's expression change again and again.
She gritted her teeth and wanted to fight back, but Master Tan silently held her sleeve.
Qiao Yuanfei didn't care, she said calmly: "My lord is teaching me a lesson."
Seeing her well-behaved attitude, Mr. Tan finally felt better.
Turning around, he saw Mrs. Wang winking at him. Shilang Tan was a little unhappy, but he also remembered another thing.
"Second son..." Shilang Tan looked at Mr. Tan and asked unintentionally, "Miss Qiao is about to pass her filial piety period now, right? She is quite old, and now the only elders above her are you and your wife. , the marriage must be put on the schedule earlier."
Second Master Tan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked at Mrs. Qiao.
Qiao's face changed and she said expressionlessly: "What do you want to say?"
Minister Tan ignored her expression and said calmly: "Miss Qiao lost her father and is the daughter of a merchant. It is difficult to find a good family in Beijing. If you..."
"No need." Mrs. Qiao interrupted simply, "I have my own opinion on A Yuan's marriage, so I don't need to worry about it."
Shilang Tan frowned and warned, "Ms. Qiao, I still have the final say in this mansion."
Mr. Qiao didn't agree with him: "A Yuan is not from the Tan family."
Mrs. Wang immediately answered: "But she lives and eats at Tan's house, so why..."
Mrs. Qiao sneered: "At that time when we returned to Beijing from Xuanzhou, I don't know who knew that I brought a niece with me. She rejected her in every possible way and was not even willing to share a room in the corridor."
Mrs. Wang paused and looked stern: "Then she still lives here?"
"That is also a favor I asked for from my mother-in-law, and has nothing to do with my sister-in-law. Furthermore, although A-Yuan lives in the Tan Mansion, he does not spend a penny from the Tan family for food and accommodation. Instead, he sends some things to your big house every now and then. My sister-in-law is in charge of the family’s account books, doesn’t she know about this?”
Wang was speechless, but secretly cursed the business girl in her heart for losing her home.
He doesn't come from a high background, but he has a lot of money, which is really annoying.
After Mrs. Qiao finished speaking, she pulled Qiao Yuan and flew up: "If you have nothing else to do, I will take A Yuan away."
Second Master Tan also stood up quickly. The three of them walked a few steps, but were stopped by Master Tan: "Wait a minute."
Qiao turned around and said, "What else can I do, sir?"
Tan Shilang didn't look at Mr. Qiao, but stared at Qiao Yuanfei's side face and said: "Miss Qiao, you and your aunt are both from a small place and don't know enough about Beijing. If you really want to have a good marriage, you'd better Just listen to my words..."
Qiao was so angry that her voice became sharp: "Tan Xingye!"
"How presumptuous!" Mrs. Wang slammed the table and said loudly, "How can you, as a younger brother and sister, call me by my first name? Mrs. Qiao, you are really..."
"Master Tan." Qiao Yuanfei's gentle and clear voice sounded.
All the noise in the hall fell silent for an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on her.
Qiao Yuanfei stood in the light, rubbing the back of Qiao's hand with her fingertips to express comfort, but looking at Shilang Tan quietly.
Her eyebrows were curved, and her lips opened and closed as she spoke sweet words, which made Mr. Tan instantly narrow his eyes.
"What did you say?"
"I said..." Qiao Yuanfei smiled slightly, with a hint of malice in his eyes, "Does the good family Master Tan mentioned refer to the Yongting Marquis Mansion?"
"What a pity, Marquis Yongting is dead!"
