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The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife
Chapter 291 - 291: You Don ‘t Have to InterfereChapter 291: You Don ‘t Have to Interfere
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Old Mrs. Yuan smiled and said, “I don’t think Huihui should get married when she is ill. I have only one granddaughter, and I want her to stay with me for a few more years. Of course, the Ye clan is good, but we should not keep Second Mr. Ye waiting, right?”
“Old Mrs. Yuan, you should not worry about that. The house of the Ye clan is just a few blocks from that of the Yuan clan. After they get married, Miss Yuan can come back here whenever she wants. This is a good chance, Old Mrs. Yuan. You should never let it go.” The matchmaker still didn’t give up.
If the matchmaker could convince Old Mrs. Yuan, she would be the best matchmaker in the capital from now on.
And she would get a lot of silver from the Ye clan.
She had to try her best to make this happen.
Mrs. Yuan, silent all the time, suddenly said, “Well, I also like the Ye clan indeed, but I am not Huihui’s biological mother. Otherwise, I can decide for her. Mother, we should accept it. Huihui is getting old, and the Ye clan is perfect.’
“Mrs. Yuan is absolutely right.”
“Mother, why don’t you think about the Ye clan? After all, Imperial City is too far away. If you accept the proposal from Imperial City, you will miss her if she goes to Imperial City in the future.” “Imperial City?”
The matchmaker was stunned.
“Well, I prefer the Ye clan.”
The Yuan clan and the Duke’s clan were related, and the matchmaker knew it.
This was why the Ye clan invited the matchmaker instead of forcing the Yuan clan to accept their proposal.
After all, they did not dare to offend the Duke’s clan, so they had to find a way to get the Yuan clan to agree to their proposal.
Now when Mrs. Yuan talked about Imperial City, the matchmaker hesitated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf the Qiao clan were going to propose to the Yuan clan, she would never want to get involved.
Mrs. Yuan continued to persuade Old Mrs. Yuan, “Mother, you have watched Huihui grow up. If Huihui stays in the capital, you will have many opportunities to see her. But if she goes to Imperial City, it will be difficult for you to see her then.”
“What’s so bad with Imperial City? We have to delay Huihui’s marriage a little. About two years or so. I don’t know if I will make it until then. Why are you in such a hurry to let Huihui get married?”
“That’s not what I meant, mother. I also don’t want Huihui to get married and leave us. I think it’s more convenient for us to see each other if she stays in the capital. She is old enough for marriage now. We can’t keep Huihui at home too long.”
“Enough!”
“Mother, the Ye clan is really good.”
“Shut up. I told you that Huihui’s marriage is up to me. You don’t have to interfere.
“It’s all about your partiality.” Mrs. Yuan gave a cold grunt. “What did you say?”
“Nothing. ”
When the matchmaker saw the tense scene in front of her, she immediately did not want to stay there anymore.
“Since you have disputes over the marriage, why don’t you figure things out first? I’ll come back in two days.” The matchmaker decided to leave first.
She had to return to the Ye clan to tell them about the marriage proposal to the Yuan clan from Imperial City. If she accidentally offended someone from Imperial City, she would never be able to stay in the capital again.
After the matchmaker left, Old Mrs. Yuan looked at her daughter-in-law and said, “Why did you bring Imperial City up?
“Mother, there really was a letter from Imperial City. The Qiao clan wanted to marry the Yuan clan. I wanted to tell you, but the matchmaker came too soon. I didn’t even have a chance.”
With that, Mrs. Yuan handed a letter to Old Mrs. Yuan.
Mrs. Ding wrote this letter. Although it was not explicitly stated, it vaguely implied that Mrs. Ding wanted to marry the Yuan clan and asked about Yuan Hui’s marriage.
Old Mrs. Yuan was overjoyed.
With the letter from Imperial City, Old Mrs. Yuan could reject the Ye clan directly.
“Is this for her son?” Old Mrs. Yuan asked in a low voice.
Mrs. Yuan said, “Even if it is not, since Mrs. Ding wrote this letter, it must be a noble young man. He is surely better than those candidates in the capital.”
Old Mrs. Yuan thought so. She then said, “That’s true. This young man must be better than those ungrateful guys. They are just a bunch of b*stards. But don’t reply to Mrs. Ding right now. We’ll talk about it for several days.”
Even if they wanted to get married to the Qiao clan, they should disagree immediately. They should let the other party wait so that the other party would not think that Huihui was in a hurry to get married.
“Mother, since the Ye clan has come, the Hong clan will also come. I am going to deal with them, okay?” “What do you think of Huihui’s marriage?”
“It’s up to you, mother.”
“You have no other idea?”
“Huihui’s marriage is vital, and I will not interfere.”
Old Mrs. Yuan sighed and said, “I know you have suffered a lot in these years. We are really unlucky. Huihui will know the truth and understand you in the future.’
“I understand. Since I am married into the Yuan clan, I am one of the Yuan clan. I also want the Yuan clan to prosper. I don’t care if Huihui misunderstood me now. Mother, I don’t feel wronged.”
“Good girl, the Yuan clan owes you too much.”
“I’m a member of the Yuan clan. Don’t say that.”
“Alright.”
Old Mrs. Yuan looked at her daughter-in-law and felt mixed feelings for a moment.
Everyone suspected that her daughter-in-law killed her son. In fact, Old Mrs. Yuan knew precisely what had happened to her son.
Her daughter-in-law had been criticized all these years, but Mrs. Yuan had tolerated people’s judgment silently and had never explained for herself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoreover, Yuan Hui had always resented Mrs. Yuan and even blamed Mrs. Yuan for the accident in Yuanjiang County.
But Mrs. Yuan could not explain anything to Yuan Hui. She feared that Yuan Hui would be impulsive, allowing the enemy to attack her or the Yuan clan.
After Mrs. Yuan left, Old Mrs. Yuan carefully read the letter from Mrs. Ding and sighed with relief.
With the Duke’s clan as the Yuan clan’s backer, those who wanted to stand against the Yuan clan had to be cautious.
Zhao Chuchu only knew that the Ye clan had come to talk about the marriage of Yuan Hui, but she didn’t realize that there was a letter from the Duke’s clan.
She felt that the Ye clan was incredibly shameless.
But after all, this was the business of the Yuan clan, and Zhao Chuchu should not interfere in it.
It was the last treatment of the face of Huan’er today.
When Zhao Chuchu removed the cloth bandaged on Huan’er’s face and washed away the dregs of medicine, the terrible wound was no longer there. It was kind of pink, the color of the new skin.
Deng Dalin’s lips kept trembling, and he stared at Huan’er’s face for a long time without saying anything.
He then burst into tears.
Yuan Hui asked Huan’er to look at himself in the bronze mirror brought by Chunxiang.
Huan’er felt his intact face, feeling like he was dreaming.
He was no longer an ugly person. He did not need to worry about scaring others anymore. He could also raise his head and talk to people openly and squarely in the future!
“Thank you!” Huan’er knelt and kowtowed.
Zhao Chuchu pulled him up and handed him a bottle of cream. She said, “Apply this to your face daily, and your scar will gradually fade away.
“I didn’t expect Huan’er’s face to be cured so soon.” Yuan Hui still remembered how terrible Huan’er’s face was at that time. Now his face had been cured, and he had stayed in the Yuan clan for some time. His face became fair, tender, and lovely.
“I don’t know how to repay you for your great kindness, doc. To repay you, I would like to be your servant all my life.” Deng Dalin wiped his tears and knelt in front of Zhao Chuchu. “Please give me a chance to repay you, doc..”