Mrs. Wang He had already left, and Song Fang was still somewhat stunned, standing there dumbly.
Earlier outside, her sister-in-law told her to just let things go, and she thought her sister-in-law was setting her up. But she never imagined that after hearing those words, Mrs. Wang He truly gave up the idea of the arranged marriage.
"Mother, the Wang family won't come to ask for the arranged marriage anymore, right?" Song Fang asked, still anxious, looking at Granny Song.
Granny Song picked up the cup Mrs. Wang He had drunk from, as if it was contaminated with something, and washed it repeatedly, snorting, "Wang Xiaolang is up to his neck in debt, their family can hardly afford to eat, where would they get the money for the betrothal gifts? It's your words that hit her in the backbone, leaving her speechless, otherwise that old hag wouldn't have given up so easily."
Song Fang blushed and said, "It wasn't me, it was Third Sister-in-law."
