Upon hearing that her mother finally agreed to the marriage, Yang Xiaocui's eyes showed a hint of a smile, "Thank you, mother."
Yang Xiaocui's three sisters-in-law were unwilling but dared not speak up since the mother-in-law had already compromised and was not on their side anymore. When she was on their side, they could voice their opinions, but now that she's not, speaking up would only earn them scolding, and they might even miss a meal.
Aunt Lan Hua agreed to this matter, but she's shrewd. If she hadn't thought of something, why would she easily agree to it?
"Daughter, alright, there's no need to rush this matter. Your mother will certainly let you marry into their family, don't worry." Aunt Lan Hua said while advising, "Go back to your room and rest. Don't do anything these days, just stay home and recuperate well."
Knowing her daughter was pretending to faint, she must stay home and rest; otherwise, she might be exposed. This act must be played to the fullest.
