Salted Fish Is Edible

"What way?" Fang Yue rose urgently, her eyes fixed on Aunt Wu.

The only reason she could still speak properly to Aunt Wu was because Aunt Wu had been with the family for over a decade. Since that woman had entered the household, the servants had gradually been replaced until only Aunt Wu remained. Who knew when she would be dismissed on some pretext as well?

Aunt Wu bit her lower lip. She opened her mouth several times, wanting to speak, but after glancing at Fang Yue, she turned her head away again. "Ah... this..."

"Just tell me, Aunt Wu. I'm listening." Fang Yue even made a point of checking whether the door was properly shut.

They were all her stepmother's people. Everything she did or said would be overheard and reported back to that woman. She had not even seen her father these past few days.

Once she had confirmed that it was quiet, with only their soft breathing audible in the room, Aunt Wu lowered her voice. "Miss, you need to understand. Sir values the current one because she has a son. What you lack is the capital to contend with Sir."

"An arranged marriage will definitely be controlled by her. You'd be better off finding someone yourself."

"The Li Family's eldest son, Li Wenchuan, would be a good choice."

Mrs. Fang returned to the lounge alone on the excuse that she was feeling unwell. Mr. Fang asked after her with concern, but because he still had social obligations and could not leave, he only told her to be careful.

Aunt Wu had long been waiting in the lounge. Hearing someone enter, she respectfully lowered her head and called out, "Madam."

"How did it go?" Mrs. Fang walked over to the sofa and sat down, shifting into