The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Shen Mingzhu actually didn’t want to meddle in the affairs between Pei Wenping and Chen Yi.

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But the two had been dragging their feet for so many years without any conclusion, and she, as a friend and partner, pitied how Pei Wenping’s prime years were being wasted, which prompted her to want to give them a push.

To be together or to part, there ought to be a result, after all, both of them were really not young anymore.

"I would like to, but I don’t have anyone suitable for you at the moment. However, there’s a matchmaking event for middle-aged singles next week. If you’re interested, I can help you register and get an entry ticket."

"Su Su will be there too, so you can keep each other company."

Pei Wenping had initially been tempted, but immediately got cold feet upon hearing this.

Although her interactions with Yan Su were sparse, she was aware of the pressure from Yan Su’s family to join matchmaking events in the past two years.

Those high-end matchmaking gatherings in elite circles, where every man was either a leader or a businessman, and the women were daughters of wealthy families or strong independent women—places not meant for an ordinary middle-aged woman like her.

"Forget it, there’s no point in humiliating myself."

Shen Mingzhu laughed, "Big sister, why not take a chance? It’s like turning a bicycle into a motorcycle. Besides, you’re not doing bad yourself—a senior accountant, a company shareholder, earning over fifty thousand a year, and most importantly, you’re on the rise in your career. Even if you don’t find Mr. Right, you could make some like-minded friends, which isn’t too bad, right?"