As soon as Fu Qingqing entered, she headed straight for her mother-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, congratulations! You've gained another wonderful daughter-in-law."
She smiled charmingly, glancing at me as she spoke.
"This must be Mu He, right? She's truly beautiful; no wonder my picky nephew is completely smitten."
As she spoke, she covered her mouth and laughed.
Her mother-in-law's expression was somewhat awkward, forcing a faint smile.
"Qingqing, you just got back; you must be tired. Please have a seat."
Fu Qingqing nodded with a smile and sat down next to her mother-in-law.
As soon as she took her seat, several ladies surrounded her, like stars surrounding the moon.
Fu Qingqing had always been a popular figure in the elite circles of the capital; she was beautiful and knew how to engage with people, making her very likable.
In contrast, her mother-in-law's personality was much colder.
Although she was the matriarch of the Fu family, she disliked socializing and treated every banquet as a mere formality.
I observed Fu Qingqing from the side, feeling an ominous premonition.
This banquet would likely not be peaceful.
Sure enough, Fu Qingqing did not disappoint; as soon as she appeared, she became the center of attention.
The ladies gathered around her, chattering excitedly with compliments.
"Qingqing, you're so beautiful and talented; I really don't know which man is worthy of you."
"Exactly! With someone as outstanding as Qingqing, those young masters must be lining up to pursue you."
"Qingqing, I heard your ex-husband's younger brother is quite infatuated with you; he comes to see you every day."
Listening to their praises, Fu Qingqing smiled even more brightly.
She waved her hand dismissively, "Don't tease me; I've been divorced twice already—what man would dare want me?"
"Qingqing, you're being too modest," one lady said. "Your ex-husband's younger brother doesn't say that; he's been going around proclaiming that he can't forget you."
Fu Qingqing laughed and replied, "He's just joking; don't take him seriously."
Another lady said, "Qingqing, you shouldn't be so modest. Your ex-husband's younger uncle is the Third Young Master of the Zhao Family! He's famous for being a flirt, and for him to still remember you is quite a rare thing."
Fu Qingqing smiled lightly and did not respond. Her gaze casually swept across the room and suddenly landed on me.
"Oh, this must be Mu He?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at me. I smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, Aunt."
Fu Qingqing said, "You're really beautiful; no wonder you have our Bai'er so enchanted."
Everyone laughed at this.
Fu Qingqing continued, "Mu He, I've heard that you and Bai'er have been married for three years now. When are you planning to have children?"
This question caught me off guard. Although Fu Bo and I had been married for three years, I had been taking contraceptive medicine, so naturally, we wouldn't have children. But I couldn't tell Fu Qingqing the truth; I could only vaguely respond, "That depends on fate."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed.
"Depends on fate? How can such things rely on fate?" she teased. "You young people just love to take it easy and go with the flow, but you need to hurry up; Bai'er isn't getting any younger. If you don't act soon, it might be too late."
Although Fu Qingqing's tone was friendly, it carried an air of condescension that felt oppressive. I knew she was deliberately trying to make me uncomfortable.
I smiled faintly and said, "Aunt is right; we will."
Seeing that my response was evasive, Fu Qingqing did not press further. The banquet continued with everyone toasting and exchanging drinks, creating a lively atmosphere. However, I sensed that Fu Qingqing seemed to be watching me closely.
I looked up and met her gaze. There was a hint of provocation in her eyes.
I sneered inwardly; it seemed this high-society middle-aged love story was more complicated than I had imagined.
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