Lin Yuebai, carrying a plate of sliced fruit, walked gracefully over with a sweet smile on her face and gently placed the fruit plate in front of the old lady.
Madam Jiang accepted the fruit, her mood changing from displeasure to a relieved smile.
The lady, who was very good at reading people's expressions, immediately praised her.
"This Yuebai is indeed sensible, having grown up by the old lady's side."
"Look how neatly this fruit is cut. You're so thoughtful in everything you do."
As he spoke, he glanced at the ladies beside him, his eyes full of smugness.
The old lady didn't show much reaction on her face, but she was clearly satisfied.
"Indeed, this child is sensible, grateful, and capable."
"Now his dance studio is thriving, and he even knows to come back often to keep this old woman company."
Jiang Xu's mother glanced at the Buddhist room again without showing any emotion, and quickly added:
"Indeed, they're all born of the same father, so why are they so different!"
"If you ask me, it depends on who raised them."
At this moment, another noblewoman nodded in agreement:
"Absolutely! Yue Bai is truly likable."
"Unlike that..."
He paused deliberately before finishing his sentence, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Jiang Xu's mother frowned and said:
"I've only seen Jingmin's wife a few times. She's married now, and instead of staying home to be a good wife, raise children, and serve her elders,"
"They said they were studying abroad."
"To put it nicely, it's gilding; to put it bluntly, it's irresponsible."
"Who knows if he's out having a wild time! These young girls these days, tsk tsk..."
His eyes were full of disdain
"It's only because the old lady is a good person; if it were another family, she would have been divorced long ago."
"That's really impolite and outrageous."
The ladies chatted amongst themselves.
Ning Zhi silently lowered her head, carefully eating the cake. She was experiencing extreme physical discomfort here, but she could only endure it.
Because my mother-in-law said this was necessary social interaction, basic etiquette in high society.
Some people aren't even good enough!
These people, who consider themselves superior, gossip and spread rumors behind people's backs, engaging in comparisons and flattery, revealing their ugly side.
Ning Zhi sat there awkwardly, silently trying to minimize her presence.
She glanced cautiously in the direction of the Buddhist shrine.
Miss Chu was locked up there by the old lady to reflect on her actions, and she was dragged inside right in front of everyone.
My clothes have been wet for so long, I wonder how my condition is.
The weather's getting cooler, so be careful not to catch a cold.
She glanced cautiously at everyone, but no one seemed to care. Being of low status, she felt uncomfortable but dared not speak.
She and her husband fell in love freely. Although her in-laws were openly or secretly dissatisfied, they never made things difficult for her out of respect for her husband.
At most, they'd say a few words; she'd never experienced such hardship before.
But that Miss Chu, I heard, is from a political marriage, a proper heiress.
But even with such a noble background and impressive education, she was still subjected to stigma and disdain.
It's truly heartbreaking!
I'm much luckier than you think.
He hadn't met Mr. Jing, but his husband said he was a decisive and formidable person, a positive type.
I really hope he can come and pick up his wife soon.
That Buddhist room looks damp and gloomy; I hope I don't get sick.
Lin Yuebai lowered her head slightly, revealing a shy smile, and said softly:
"Ladies, you flatter me. I only did what I was supposed to do."
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to the old lady.
Madam Jiang accepted the fruit with satisfaction.
"Yuebai is so thoughtful."
Lin Yuebai smiled slightly and said modestly:
"Grandma, you flatter me."
"How can I compare to Yangyang! Yangyang is studying away from home; he's someone with great ambitions."
"She'll be joining the company to help Jingmin in the future; it's a blessing for the Jing family,"
"I'm just doing small things to make Grandma happy."
Looking at Yuebai's obedient and sensible appearance, Old Madam Jiang felt even more pity for her.
She gently patted the spot next to her and said softly:
"Yuebai, come and sit next to Grandma."
A smile bloomed on Yue Bai's face as she obediently sat down next to the old lady.
The old lady took Yuebai's hand and gently stroked it, her eyes filled with remorse.
"My child, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for your maternal grandmother too."
"Last time it was all Grandma's fault for not protecting you properly, letting Jingmin's daughter-in-law hurt your grandmother because she was so insensible."
The old lady's voice trembled slightly, and a look of pain appeared on her face.
"She's really getting on in years, still bedridden. She's worked hard with me for half her life, and now she's getting old without getting to enjoy herself properly."
Tears welled up in Lin Yuebai's eyes instantly, but she forced herself not to let them fall.
She shook her head slightly and said softly:
"Grandma, please don't say that, it's not your fault."
"Grandma...she'll get better."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Several ladies, witnessing this scene, all showed expressions of sympathy.
Jiang Xu's mother sighed softly and said:
"This Yuebai is truly pitiful. Her father was irresponsible, and she only has her maternal grandmother left as a relative, yet she's being treated like this."
"She probably faced a lot of disdain in that family, but luckily the child is kind and sensible, which made the old lady cherish her."
"Otherwise, with Jingmin's domineering and willful nature, who knows how badly he would be bullied!"
"The old lady's discipline is correct!"
After listening, Jing Huan's mother slammed down her teacup and retorted.
"That's not right! The old lady's discipline is correct,"
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