Chapter 479: 133: Big Slap in the Face On-Site! _2
“Now that Baichuan has gotten married, who knows when we’ll be able to celebrate your sixth child’s wedding?” The speaker was the Wang family’s old lady, who generally didn’t see eye to eye with the Mo family’s old lady.
Everyone knew that Mo Qishen had just been dumped by Zhao Jingrong. The Wang family’s old lady’s comment was obviously intended as scoffing.
But the Mo family’s old lady didn’t seem to mind. “Our sixth son’s girlfriend is still young, and there’s no hurry,” she responded.
“Your sixth son has a girlfriend?” The Wang family’s old lady was taken aback.
Not only was she surprised, but all the nearby observers were taken aback as well.
Could a loser like Mo Qishen really find a girlfriend?
What a sight to behold!
The Mo family’s old lady nodded, “The young lady is only 18 years old this year, a whole ten years younger than our sixth son!”
Mo Qishen was well over the hill, and to have found an 18-year-old girlfriend was definitely something for the Mo family’s old lady to boast about.
The Wang family’s old lady continued, “If your sixth son already has a girlfriend, then she must be here for such an important day! Aruan, why are you hiding this? You’ve got such a wonderful daughter-in-law, why not introduce her to us? Are you worried we might steal your family’s prestige?”
On hearing this, the others around them nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with anticipation of the unfolding drama.
Yes, watching the drama.
What type of girlfriend could a loser like Mo Qishen find?
Probably some low-class girl not fit for the social scene!
So, everyone was eager for the Mo family’s old lady to make a fool of herself.
The Mo family had held their ground in Beijing for years, and people were grateful they still had their hopeless son to joke about, otherwise, the Mo family might completely monopolize Beijing!
While some appeared friendly with the Mo family on the surface, they secretly wished for their downfall.
The Mo family’s old lady responded with a smile, “Our sixth son has gone to pick up the young lady. Don’t be impatient, everyone.”
“Aruan, it’s almost eleven o’clock. They’re not bailing, are they?” scoffed the Wang family’s old lady, implying that it’d be shameful to showcase the undeserving girlfriend.
Someone else chimed in, “Perhaps they’re too intimidated by the crowd to show up?”
“It’s only natural for the young lady to be shy.”
“Do you think we can compare just anyone to Jingrong?”
The mention of Zhao Jingrong brought a moment of silence.
After all, she was Mo Qishen’s ex-fiancée. Bringing her up in this setting was clearly an attempt to stir up trouble.
“Aunty, since you’re so pleased with your sixth son’s girlfriend, she must be even more beautiful than Sister Jingrong, right?” The speaker was Zhao Jingrong’s good friend, Sun Yulan.
Zhao Jingrong’s beauty was widely recognized amongst their circle. It would be difficult to find another woman more beautiful than her.
Sun Yulan’s words were clearly meant to embarrass the Mo family’s old lady.
The Mo family’s old lady smiled at Sun Yulan, “Beauty is only skin deep. Some people may have pretty faces, but they are dishonest and do despicable things. What use is their beauty?”
Her words were a veiled insult to Sun Yulan and indirectly, Zhao Jingrong.
Sun Yulan was taken aback, but she retorted, “While that saying holds some truth, how many of us genuinely disregard appearance? Isn’t it a consolation for those who can’t have it?”
Her words were mocking the Mo family’s old lady for bemoaning the loss of what she could not have.
What kind of girlfriend could that loser Mo Qishen possibly get?
Perhaps she’s just some ugly, dull woman.
If she were genuinely beautiful, the Mo family’s old lady would not have been harping on about beauty only being skin deep!
Someone nearby joined in the conversation, “Finding a suitable wife these days is no easy task. It’s quite remarkable that your sixth son managed to find one! You shouldn’t mind whether she’s beautiful or not!”
“Mrs. Liu is right, it doesn’t matter if she’s a bit ugly, as long as she can continue the family lineage.”
Everyone was chiming in with their mockery towards the Mo family’s old lady.
But, the Mo family’s old lady’s demeanor didn’t falter.
“Aruan, why haven’t your sixth son and his girlfriend arrived yet? Could it be like they said, she was scared off and is too fearful to show up?”
Just then, two figures approached from outside the door.
The Mo family’s old lady’s eyes lit up, gesturing to them, “Yangyang! Sixth!”
Mo Qishen was leading Ni Yang towards them. “Mom.”