Seeing Feng Qingxue coming back, Wang Jiao immediately stopped and looked at her appearance carefully.

When she took her first look, Wang Jiao felt relieved.

Her face was yellow and black, her eyebrows were black, thick and messy, and they were connected together, which made her look fierce. There were two patches of plateau red on her cheeks, and she didn't even realize that there was a little soot on her face. She was wearing a military coat and had pigtails, which made her look very rustic and sloppy. Even though her eyes could be said to be clearly black and white, they were not at all beautiful.

How could such a rustic country girl, who had never been to school, be worthy of the tall and handsome Lu Jiang? How could she be worthy of the status of a general's wife? What qualifications did she have to deal with the upper class?

Wang Jiao had been a noble lady, so she knew the ins and outs best.

Many self-made wealthy businessmen, after achieving a certain status, become disgusted with their original wives because they are old, vulgar and shameful, and will replace them with beautiful wives who are knowledgeable, knowledgeable and presentable, so that they can be more convenient for social occasions.

In fact, there were quite a few officials who did this and kept many beautiful mistresses.

Wang Jiao was confident that with her appearance and knowledge she was fully capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of being Lu Jiang's wife. Most importantly, she was reborn thirty years later, had experienced the reform and opening up, and knew a future that many people did not know. Her foresight could help Lu Jiang seek benefits and avoid harm, and her identity could convince her parents to protect Lu's father and grandchildren. These were things Feng Qingxue could not match.

God allowed her to return to her teenage years so that she could regain happiness, wealth and glory.

Wang Jiao had never taken Feng Qingxue seriously from the beginning, and she completely looked down on Feng Qingxue who looked like a country girl, so she got straight to the point and said, "Qingxue, I have something to tell you."

"Did my eldest uncle and aunt tell my cousin something?" Feng Qingxue deliberately misinterpreted.

Wang Jiao was stunned, "No, not my parents."

"Aren't you my uncle and aunt? Then what does my cousin want to talk to me about?"

Wang Jiao reached out and stroked her cheek, which was extra soft after being rubbed with the vanishing cream, and said modestly, "Write a letter right away, and I'll send it to Lu Jiang. In the letter, you can say that you regret it now, and after careful consideration, you want to marry someone with a good family background, so your marriage is over now."

After hearing what Wang Jiao said, Feng Qingxue was so angry that she almost laughed out loud.

How confident and self-righteous does one have to be to say such a thing?

It's so straightforward that it leaves people speechless.

"Cousin, you're such a joker. A gentleman's word is as good as gold. How could I break my promise? Besides, my marriage to Lu Jiang concerns our lives, and it's known to everyone. How could I just give up?" Feng Qingxue's mouth spilled a hint of sarcasm. "Lu Jiang and I knew each other's circumstances before we met, and it's even more impossible for me to regret the engagement just because of my background."

Wang Jiao glared, "Feng Qingxue, I'm doing this for your own good, don't be ungrateful!"

She believed with all her heart that Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were not a good match, and she wishful thinking that Lu Jiang would definitely give up Feng Qingxue and marry her. She also arrogantly believed that Lu Jiang would definitely despise Feng Qingxue's vulgarity and ignorance after he became successful.

Therefore, everything is for Feng Qingxue's good. If she breaks off the engagement now, she won't become the abandoned wife of Lu Jiang in the future.

"For my own good? What you said is really strange, cousin. Asking me to cancel the engagement is for my own good? Why do I feel that it is not for my own good, but that you want to destroy my happiness?" After Feng Qingxue said this, she noticed a hint of discomfort in Wang Jiao's eyes.