A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 184 - 184 101 Your Mother and I are Old

Chapter 184: Chapter 101: Your Mother and I are Old Acquaintances Chapter 184: Chapter 101: Your Mother and I are Old Acquaintances Hearing everyone’s praise for Yun Yuwan, Jiang Yingyu remained composed while a smile danced in his eyes.

“Just like Sister Qin in her younger days, she stands out in a crowd, everyone’s eyes fixed solely on her.”

“It seems temperament really must be taught; with Sister Qin’s guidance, her protégée is indeed a lady from a prestigious family, a bank magnate’s daughter.”

“It’s rare to see the old lady so fond of someone, even the most capable Qing’an fails to garner her affection, but Yuwan is truly endearing.”

The more Zhao Qin listened, the more pleased she felt, and although she usually maintained her composure with effortless grace, now her smile became notably warmer.

Someone finally broached the subject: “Aqin, you’ve met my son, and he’s still single; do you think there’s a chance to aspire for a match with Yuwan?”

Zhao Qin realized what was happening and pretended to rebuke: “Now, what’s this talk of aspiring? Madam Zheng is discussing such matters here.”

“Ah, to find a girl who is both beautiful and elegantly composed, and of good family—she’s as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn horn, and she’s Sister Qin’s dear Nannan. If my boy isn’t aiming high, then what is he doing?” the other person immediately responded with a laugh.

Zhao Qin did not refute the term “dear Nannan,” which left no doubt that Yun Yuwan was the beloved daughter she held close and nurtured.

Another lady truly liked Yun Yuwan’s graceful demeanor, remarking how remarkable it was for someone so young to possess such composure and dignity:

“Forget your son for now, Aqin. If it’s convenient for Yuwan, bring her over to my place. My son is truly domesticated and has a good temper, as you well know—suitable son-in-law material.”

Zhao Qin felt her clothes being tugged.

The first lady spoke with intent: “Now hold on; you’ll have to consider my boy as well. They say you judge a wife in times of poverty and a husband in times of wealth. My son has deep pockets and doesn’t mess around with young ladies—where can you find someone as upright as my son?”

“Oh please, for Sister Qin’s precious daughter, being virtuous is the least of requirements. Madam Zheng, why are you flaunting such a basic standard in front of her?”

For a moment, Zhao Qin felt a peculiar satisfaction, even a strange sense of happiness. When she was younger, she had wanted a daughter and imagined what it would be like to have one before Nannan was in her life.

But after giving birth to Hong Sheng, her uterus was damaged, and she never had the opportunity to have another child, let alone a daughter.

When she adopted Yun Yuwan, she had no expectations for her, knowing her origins were humble. Wen Wei had persuaded her that raising Yuwan could provide a matrimonial alliance for Hong Sheng, but back then, Zhao Qin dared not hope that an outsider could create such an alliance for the Wen Family.

In truth, Zhao Qin had thought to let her live her own life in “the mountains and forests” once she came of age.

Only in recent years had she gradually come to think that this child should heed them, this old couple, counting as one of their own children.

She believed that the husband Yuwan could choose with the help of the Wen Family’s shoulder would be far superior to anyone she could select for herself.

Zhao Qin felt Yuwan was one of their own, yet not too intimate, more akin to a niece or a best friend’s daughter.

An advantageous marriage would be icing on the cake, and right now, Yun Yuwan wasn’t opposed to it either. If Yun Yuwan truly was against it, Zhao Qin wouldn’t force her.

But at this moment, she inexplicably felt fulfilled by the fantasy of many households vying for her daughter; everyone was vying for her, saying she had raised her well.

The daughter she raised was meant to stand out, to be sought after and coveted by everyone.

Daughters of prestigious families, ladies of notable clans, might not even compare to her own.

Who says you need many generations of wealth to cultivate a truly accomplished lady? Zhao Qin’s daughter was just as outstanding.

A feeling of compassion unexpectedly arose for this young girl who had grown up so splendidly and generous.

Was it possible to view her as more than just a relative’s child?

As the crowd chattered away, Zhao Qin’s thoughts turned to the matter of Yun Yuwan and Jiang Yingyu:

“But I don’t know if Yuwan is seeing anyone right now; it’s not good to arrange these young people’s affairs.”

“Sister Qin, you’re still playing coy with me. If you want to keep your daughter for a few more years, just say so. Don’t use that as an excuse. Daughters cannot be kept at their mother’s side forever, can they?”

Zhao Qin went with the flow: “I do want to keep her around for a few more years. She’s still young, and having studied abroad for so long, I haven’t even spent much time with her.”

We haven’t had the chance to develop our relationship.

The ladies urged her: “We’re all in Shanghai, even if she marries far away, how far can it be? She’s not that young anymore—think about my boy, you’ve seen him plenty of times.”

Suddenly someone recalled: “It’s not Xiaoyang who’s Yuwan’s boyfriend, is it?”