Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 301: Large-Scale Face-Slapping at the Engagement Ceremony (Part 26)
Qin Wenrou chimed in, "Our family was confused and didn’t mention the burial because we were worried it would affect the engagement..."
Mrs. Nalan interrupted her again, "That’s not it. I’m asking about the matter of marrying on behalf of your sister."
Qin Wenrou was taken aback.
She hadn’t expected Mrs. Nalan to be so concerned about her.
Her heart suddenly raced, like it was leaping into her throat.
She, like Mrs. Qin, began to stutter slightly, "It was, it was Mommy who thought of it as a compromise. After all, I’m also Miss Qin... Marrying, marrying my brother-in-law would also be okay..."
Saying "brother-in-law," she felt an indescribable thrill and joy inside.
Before, she truly didn’t know that Mr. Nalan was so wealthy, powerful, and handsome.
If she had known earlier, she would have taken advantage while Qin Xin hadn’t returned to win her brother-in-law over.
While her heart throbbed with anticipation.
Suddenly, Mrs. Nalan’s words woke her up: "I see. Luckily, my son did not agree to such a ridiculous thing as marrying on behalf of a sister."
Qin Wenrou choked!
Did she hear wrong? The meaning in Mrs. Nalan’s words seemed slightly inclined towards Qin Xin, and there was more than a little disdain for her, Qin Wenrou, as if nobody else besides Qin Xin was worthy of being her daughter-in-law?
The next second.
Mrs. Nalan moved closer to Qin Xin, holding her arm like a loving mother:
"Xin’er, Aunt didn’t know you’ve been through so much and even had a funeral conducted secretly! Didn’t they investigate well enough to find out if you’re really dead? Let me see quickly, did you get hurt when you fell into the Ice Lake? Forehead? Arm? Or your little foot?"
Mrs. Nalan’s reaction astonished everyone.
Not only Qin Wenrou but even the onlooking relatives were stunned: how much does Madam like Miss Qin? It’s not exaggerated to describe it as seeing her through a lover’s eyes...
A funeral.
It was a funeral, isn’t Mrs. Nalan even bothered by it?
Qin Wenrou staggered slightly, clenching her fists secretly.
She especially couldn’t believe that her meticulously arranged ace move had no effect.
She gently reminded, "Madam, my sister really has been buried, there was even her blood-stained clothing in the coffin..."
"Hiss—!" The onlooking relatives shivered, taking a sharp breath.
The whole room fell into a mysterious silence.
After a moment.
Mrs. Nalan, unfazed, said, "So what? Xin’er is fine now."
Nalan Qingze, who had been sitting coldly and silently on the sofa, suddenly spoke blandly, "Our Nalan Family doesn’t mind these things. Being buried but coming back to life shows that Miss Qin has a strong destiny."
Mrs. Nalan nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, brother is right, our Nalan Family needs a strong woman who can hold the position of the lady of the house!"
Nalan Qingze gave a slight nod, "That’s exactly what I mean."
Everyone: "...!"
Now everyone knew how protective Mrs. Nalan was of her daughter-in-law, but they didn’t expect the usually silent Nalan Qingze to be this supportive too!
Qin Wenrou pressed her lips together, feeling like nothing she did could stop Qin Xin from marrying into the Nalan Family.
The threshold of the Nalan Family was too high; even with all her effort, she couldn’t climb over it...
She was pulled onto the sofa by Mrs. Qin, who admonished, "Wenrou, stop talking. Just eat and drink well tonight, and don’t speak anymore! The more you say, the more mistakes you make!"
Even her usually doting mom was annoyed with her for talking too much.
She twisted her hands, casting a secret look at Qin Xin, who was being embraced by Mrs. Nalan, and her jealousy burned even stronger.
Why wasn’t it her?
Why wasn’t it her?!
They were both daughters of the Qin Family, why was one in the sky and the other on the ground?
It had always been like this since they were little. In every situation, Qin Xin was in the spotlight, and she was the pitiful supporting character.
It’s not fair, it’s really not fair!
