Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

The increasing wealth of the Yuezheng Family attracted both allies and rivals, creating opportunities for their competitors to ruin their reputation and spread vile jokes about the family.

When such gossip was spread, it was clear that there was someone behind it. But what could they do?

Rumors were always intangible and omnipresent. Even the immense wealth of the Yuezheng Family couldn’t suppress them completely.

Furthermore, the more explanations were offered, the more amusing it became for outsiders. They would seize upon any opportunity to create even more absurd tales that portrayed the family in a negative light. If they didn’t trust Madame Yuezhengs judgment, they could provide explanations, but it wouldn’t change the situation.

Madame Yuezheng and the others felt a sense of numbness upon hearing these words.

It was painfully true.

The Second Old Master felt immense shame and shot a resentful glare at his wife. If it weren’t for this woman, he wouldn’t find himself in this situation. She had proven herself to be incompetent, limited to playing petty tricks at home. She couldn’t even properly educate her own daughter.

Ms. Mi Junior remained infuriated and had no trust in a single word uttered by First Madame. She firmly believed that First Madame was merely attempting to argue and defend herself.

Even if competitors were involved in orchestrating this situation, First Madame had to be implicated as well.

First Madame added, suggest you publicly portray it as an accident.”

By labeling it as an accident, they would acknowledge the incident while redirecting the public’s focus away from other possibilities.

Indeed, most people would believe it was an accident.

After all, a woman from the prestigious Yuezheng Family could never be involved with unemployed individuals.

It must have been Lady Yuezheng who had the misfortune.

Nevertheless, her marriage prospects would undoubtedly be affected.

True to form, Nis. Mi Junior hastened to arrange potential marriage alliances for her daughter, hoping to prove that Yuezheng Ting still had promising suitors. However, those whom she had previously favored or disliked turned her down.

Ms. Mi Junior seethed with anger, cursing those individuals as simple-minded fools.

First Madame was left speechless upon hearing this from Auntie Hua.

The rumor continued to circulate, and Ms. Mi Junior’s attempts to find a suitor seemed futile. No one would agree to it. She should have waited at least a couple of years before making such efforts.

Perhaps… at least half a year later, right?

Ms. Mi Junior was completely oblivious to the concept of “Haste makes waste.” She remained increasingly driven and motivated to push further.

This infuriated and worried Madame Yuezheng. She sternly warned Ms. Mi Junior not to subject herself to further humiliation.

Feeling miserable, Ms. Mi Junior cried. Her daughter was already 18 years old, and if they waited for a few more years, she would have no suitable suitors left. Time was of the essence, and her daughter couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

Madame Yuezhengs anger intensified. She criticized Ms. Mi Junior for being irritating and for her failure to plan ahead.

As the tearful Nis. Mi Junior was dismissed, Madame Yuezheng massaged her temples and called for First Madame to discuss a plan.

Reluctantly, Madame Yuezheng had to admit that her elder son’s wife was more dependable, despite her personal dislike for her.

First Madame swiftly offered her suggestion—the best solution would be to bring Yuezheng Ting back to their hometown to find a suitable suitor. Ms. Mi Junior should not focus on the suitor’s family background; rather, integrity should be the most important factor to consider.

Madame Yuezheng was taken aback by the suggestion.

After a prolonged silence, she responded tersely, acknowledging that she understood, and then asked First Madame to leave.

First Madame showed no objection and left without hesitation.

However, Madame Yuezheng soon came to the realization that it was indeed the only way forward..