Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

Matchmaker Zhang entered and immediately saw Mrs. Lai sitting by the door, her mouth moving restlessly, her expression somewhat troubled.

However, as a matchmaker, she had now seen one of the mistresses of the house. Her gaze shifted, thinking that if Mr. and Mrs. Li didn’t agree, there was still Mrs. Lai.

Mrs. Lai was famously indifferent to her granddaughter. It was likely that the moment marriage was mentioned, she would agree immediately.

Upon arrival, she had already considered that proposing this marriage might be challenging and was pondering where to start.

"Oh, Hongji’s mother, happy New Year!"

Mrs. Lai had been cursing all day. Not only were her lips cracked, but the inflammation had caused blisters in her mouth. She kept complaining about the pain from cursing, disregarding the physical soreness over her inner turmoil, for a sore mouth could hardly compare to an aching heart.

Upon hearing Matchmaker Zhang’s voice, Mrs. Lai lifted her plump and haggard face. Her eyes, fiery red, paused for a few seconds.

Matchmaker Zhang met Mrs. Lai’s face and those eyes and was momentarily stunned. Was this the envy of everyone, the explosive-rich landlord Mrs. Lai?