"It's one of the girls from the Zhang family in town, the ones who run the grain business," Ms. Wang said. "The last time Mrs. Zhang of the Wang family had her sixtieth birthday, they invited me. I didn't want to go at first, but then they kept asking me every day. I couldn't evade it any longer, so I went and saw a Zhang family girl who seemed quite decent."
"Mom, which girl from the Zhang family caught your eye?" Although the topic was mostly about women's affairs, Ye Zi'an suddenly interjected.
"How did you know?" Yang Chuxia asked, her eyes narrowing slightly; everyone familiar with her knew that this was an unusual expression.
Ye Zi'an immediately responded, "I don't know about the Zhang family's girls, but I do know the Zhang family is quite chaotic."
"Is that so?" Ms. Wang didn't like the sound of that; she disliked the idea of aligning with a disorderly family, as it could bring endless trouble and complications to her own household.
