"Oh my, Great-Aunt is absolutely right. I'm just basking in my husband's reflected glory."
"Ah, I often tell him that it's fine at home, but outside, he ought to keep up appearances and restrain himself a little. After all, not every couple gets along as harmoniously as we do."
"There's nothing wrong with us being in love, of course, but hurting certain people's fragile pride isn't very nice. We should still show some consideration for everyone's feelings."
"But my husband says he isn't their father, so why should he care whether they live or die? If they can't stand it, they can bottle it up. If they can't keep it bottled up, they can jump off a building or into a river. It's nothing to do with him anyway. With that temper of his, I simply can't talk him around. Why don't you try persuading him, Great-Aunt? Shall I invite him over for dinner today so you can meet?"
The old madam hastily refused. "No, no, no! The Marquis of Zhennan is so busy. We shouldn't waste his time. Wouldn't you agree, Sister?"
The old madam shot her sister frantic looks, and Granny Zhuang could only swallow her anger and nod obediently.
Only then did the old madam breathe a sigh of relief.
Jiang Shuyue alone was irritating enough. Zhou Yunshen was a walking calamity; the less she saw of him, the better.
The old madam had no desire to invite misfortune upon herself.
The old madam began putting on airs again. "Yue'er, your great-aunt has come all this way, so I'm planning to let them stay here for a while. What do you think?"
Jiang Shuyue: [Them?]
Huahua: *[She brought her son, daughter-in-law, eldest daughter, and eldest son-in-law, plus a little brat. They're having afternoon tea in your back