Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

The expressions of everyone involuntarily turned serious, no longer with the amusement or ridicule from before.

"No matter what you think, no matter how you laugh at Song Qian, if you’re willing to tell the real reason for her canceling the engagement, then go ahead and say it."

"Anyway, things are like this, it doesn’t have much impact on Song Qian."

Everyone heard the Old Master’s underlying meaning, that is, Song Qian couldn’t marry high anyway, so her reputation, whether good or bad, really didn’t matter.

In contrast, they still hoped their daughters could marry well, hoping they could assist their brothers at home in the future.

Thinking of this, they were really angry to the point of wanting to vomit blood, yet they had no choice but had to cover up for that girl Song Qian in various ways, unwilling but having to endure.

Song Laosan recalled the family inheritance distributed by the Old Master, suspiciously looking at him, "Dad, you distributing things to us today, isn’t just to silence us, is it?"

Everyone nodded, thinking it was indeed very likely.

Song Weikang said with displeasure, "The reward for silencing you?"

"I distribute things to you, and you can loudly speak outside?"