The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Fan Jinhua raised the handkerchief in her hand, twisted her body, and said with a smile: "Oh, old lady, you are a little too much. I am afraid that you are being stubborn, but you know very well in your heart that it is almost impossible for Mrs. Gu San to marry a man of the same age and good looks as her legal wife.

Which young unmarried man would be willing to marry a pregnant widow?

This Mr. Yun is a rare and good marriage. Although I, Fan Jinhua, love money, I never do evil things. I really think this marriage is good, so I came to tell you about it. I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful.

However, for the sake of Madam Gu San, I advise you to think about it seriously. Men in this world like young girls. The older a woman is, the harder it is to marry her!"

How dare you insult and belittle Sister Xiao Huai like this!

Qi Yuanshuo's eyes were almost spitting fire.

"I have said everything that needs to be said very clearly. Xiao Shitou, please show him out!" Gu Qinghuai walked into the room with a cold face.

Qi Yuanshuo straightened his back, walked forward, and raised his hand to signal Matchmaker Fan to leave immediately.

Fan Jinhua still had a smile on her face and wanted to say something, but was frightened by Qi Yuanshuo's raised fist and immediately shut up.

Fan Jinhua walked out of the courtyard, turned around and spat at the gate: "You are just a pregnant country widow. It's good enough that a man wants you. You are so picky. It's your honor that Mr. Yun likes you. Humph, you don't know what's good for you!"

The county seat of Qinghe County.

In the main hall of the backyard of Muxiang Pavilion, a middle-aged man in dark blue satin brocade with gold edges sat in the main seat, holding a teacup and drinking tea slowly.

Another young man in brocade clothes, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, sat at the bottom, looking sad and listless.

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man and asked solemnly, "I asked you to marry that village woman, how did you do it?"

The young man sighed and said weakly, "I have asked the matchmaker to propose marriage. Uncle, you are too cruel to your nephew. You insist that he marry that country widow. Those country women all have rough and dark skin, rude manners, ugly faces, and are covered in mud and feces. They stink. How can they be worthy of your nephew?"

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and snorted coldly: "I want you to marry her only as a temporary measure. As long as you get her soap secret recipe, she will no longer have any value. You can sell her or kill her, it's up to you."

As long as he gets the secret recipe of soap and presents it to his boss in the imperial capital, he will definitely be promoted and valued by his boss.

"Even so, I still feel that I've suffered a great loss. A country widow? Ugly and dirty. Wow, I feel sick just thinking about it!" Yun Jiahao looked disgusted.

The middle-aged man said unhappily, "Okay, stop complaining. When this is done, I will give you a shop and some beauties."

"Really?" Yun Jiahao jumped up from the reclining chair. "Okay, uncle, you have to keep your word!"

The middle-aged man nodded, a gleam in his eyes: "Of course it counts, as long as you can marry that village woman and get the soap secret recipe."

Some time ago, two small shops in the county town suddenly started selling something called soap, and the sales were extremely good.

Several regular customers of Muxiang Pavilion even brought soap to them to show them and asked if they had such useful things in their shop.

He was curious and sent someone to buy one.

After trying it, he was shocked.

This soap is actually a hundred times better than the most expensive bath soap in their store!

He was extremely excited. If he presented such a good thing to his boss, he would definitely have a bright future!

He immediately sent people to investigate, and found out that the soap was made by a country woman in Tuniu Village.

The country woman also came to Muxiang Pavilion to seek cooperation, but unfortunately the shop assistants were too stupid. Seeing that the woman was shabby, they drove her out as if she were a beggar.

For this, he was so angry that he beat up the guy and then fired him.

He sent people to Tuniu Village to discuss cooperation with the woman, but when the woman heard that they were from Muxiang Pavilion, she refused on the spot and was even unwilling to wholesale soap to them.

He originally wanted to use tough measures to force the woman to hand over the soap recipe, but before he could act, a "Qingji Bath Products" shop suddenly opened in the county town, specializing in selling soap.

When he inquired, he discovered that the shop was jointly run by the village woman and the eldest son of the county magistrate.

It seems that everyone covets good things. The county magistrate's eldest son is a playboy, but he has discovered the huge business opportunities of soap.

The backers behind their Muxiang Pavilion are very powerful, but the Shu family cannot be underestimated in the imperial capital.

It was no longer possible to force the soap recipe, so he could only use a more obscure and subtle method.

It just so happened that his eldest nephew's wife had died and he was planning to remarry, so he thought of this idea.

My eldest nephew is handsome and very popular among the young ladies. I'm sure that lonely country widow will not be able to resist his charm.

Yun Jiahao slid open the folding fan in his hand, straightened his back, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Don't worry, uncle. With your nephew's looks and demeanor, those ignorant country women will rush into my arms when they see him. Give me three days, and I will definitely get that widow!"

As they were talking, someone came with a message that Matchmaker Fan wanted to see them.

Yun Jiahao raised his eyebrows proudly: "See, uncle, that widow must be eager to marry me! Let Matchmaker Fan come in!"

After the servant brought Fan Jinhua in, Yun Jiahao sat on the chair with great confidence, crossed his legs, and said proudly: "Matchmaker Fan, tell me quickly, is it that the village woman who can't wait to marry me?"

Matchmaker Fan looked embarrassed, and after a long time, she managed a difficult smile, "Haha, Manager Yun, Young Master Yun, Madam Gu said... said that Young Master Yun is handsome, wealthy, and a nobleman in the city. He can marry any rich girl if he wants. But she is just a lowly and ugly country widow, and she really dare not marry Young Master Yun, so... so she feels that this marriage is not suitable, and hopes that Young Master Yun will find another good match."

“What!” Yun Jiahao jumped up, stretched out his arm and pointed in a direction, and said angrily, “I, Yun Jiahao, a noble young man from the city, with extraordinary elegance, want to marry a country widow, but she rejected me? How can she be so shameless!”

Manager Yun also had a gloomy look on his face and clenched his teeth.

Fan Jinhua smiled with a complicated expression on her face: "Mr. Yun, it was that village woman who said she was not worthy of you, that the gap between them and you is too big, so she dared not marry you. Please don't be angry."

Yun Jiahao snorted coldly, raised his chin and said contemptuously: "She has some self-awareness, but I am broad-minded and open-minded. I don't despise her for being an ignorant country woman. You go again and tell her that I will marry no one but her."

"This..." Fan Jinhua's cheeks twitched and she didn't know what expression to make. She rolled her eyes and smiled ingratiatingly, "However, Mr. Yun should go there in person. As long as Madam Gu sees Mr. Yun's extraordinary appearance, she will definitely agree."