Ms. Xiao, You Wouldn't Want... Hearing her husband's rapid-fire praise, Shen Miaoyin smiled and nodded from the side.
She lifted the Blue and White Porcelain tea cup from the table, brushed away the foam floating on the surface, and exuded the poise and elegance of a wealthy matron with every movement.
After taking a light sip of tea, Shen Miaoyin's jade-like fingers, painted with crimson nail polish, lightly tapped against the rosewood table. A trace of undisguised regret flashed through her eyes.
"What a pity..."
"Young Master Jiang can't become Ruyan's marriage prospect."
"A top-tier golden husband like that, one you couldn't find even with a lantern, can only be a passing stranger..."
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Shen Miaoyin set down her tea cup, and two completely different figures involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
As they said, without comparison, there was no harm.
On one side was a top young master, gentle as jade, refined in manner, and extraordinary in speech.
On the other was the White Family's young master, who had rolled around with a mutant wild boar, lost his mind, and caused havoc at the ancestral graves...
Compared side by side, Bai Ye was nothing more than a stinking pile of rotten mud in a sewer!
If Bai Ye was decaying grass in a swamp, then Jiang Che was the brilliant moon hanging high above the nine heavens!
Liu Hongyi's brow twitched as he shot his wife a speechless sideways glance.
He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a stern warning.
"Watch your mouth here!"
"What status does Young Master Jiang have?"
"Even if there were to be a marriage alliance, only the top aristocratic families connected to the nine Grand Secretaries of the current court would be worthy of the Jiang Family."
"Our Liu Family