Zhao Meilan, who had been anxious, suddenly turned her sorrow into joy and looked at Song Xi in disbelief.
"Really?"
"Are these words true?"
"Haha... that's wonderful! I've finally gotten rid of that good-for-nothing!"
"Once you marry into the Lu Family and become the Young Mistress of the Lu Family, let's see who will dare to look down on us then!"
As Zhao Meilan said this, her eyes filled with excitement, agitation, and anticipation.
It was as if she had already seen the glorious moment when Song Xi became the Young Mistress of the Lu Family.
She, Zhao Meilan, would rise above everyone by her daughter's status!
Enjoying the adulation, envy, and jealousy in everyone's eyes!
"Haha... I, Zhao Meilan, am finally going to make it!"
"From now on, I, Zhao Meilan, will never have to put up with others' disdain!"
"Let those who used to look down on me, Zhao Meilan, be envious and jealous!"