Su Qiao nodded "obediently," then walked over and sat back down in her original spot on the sofa.
Only after she had settled in did Mrs. Wang speak earnestly. "Xiao Qiao, let me put it this way. You're obviously a good girl, and your circumstances aren't bad either. I quite like you myself, and I'm not opposed to you being with Zhiyao. It's just that..."
Su Qiao smiled sweetly throughout and said very politely, "Auntie, please just say what you want to say."
"Then I'll be frank. If I say anything inappropriate later, I hope you won't take offense."
Mrs. Wang was exceedingly polite and gentle, as though even the fine smile lines at the corners of her eyes carried a trace of benevolence.
The corners of Su Qiao's lips lifted slightly.
Whether she should take offense or not would depend on what Mrs. Wang said.
Still, she was certain that nothing good would come out of that dog's mouth, so she had given up expecting anything.
"Xiao Qiao, I'll tell you honestly. His father and I have always hoped he'd find a girl from the city—someone from our own city, preferably. However, since he's determined to be with you, we can accept it."
The moment Mrs. Wang opened her mouth, she first raised the value of what her side was willing to offer.
She really was a skilled negotiator. She knew how to seize the initiative and put herself in the position of someone bestowing a favor.
Was Su Qiao supposed to be moved to tears and thank them for not looking down on her for coming from the countryside?
Mrs. Wang carefully studied her expression. Seeing no change in her face, she continued, "However, there are some things we'd better make clear beforehand, so you won't find yourself