After the meal, the coachman to pick up Tong Huaqiong arrived.
Tong Huaqiong boarded the carriage with Gu Taohua, Chen Sufen, and Liu Yueer to go to town.
They encountered a donkey cart coming head-on, with Matchmaker Wang seated on it.
"Oh, isn't this Widow Tong?" Matchmaker Wang said to Tong Huaqiong with a forced smile.
"Matchmaker Wang, who are you trying to ruin this time?" Tong Huaqiong retorted sarcastically.
"What's this nonsense you're spouting?" Matchmaker Wang smiled broadly. "You don't want to marry into the Zheng Family, but plenty of people do. Some folks have such shallow vision that they won't even bite the meat when it's delivered right to their mouth, and they're destined for hard lives."
Tong Huaqiong let out a cold laugh and said, "A matchmaker is supposed to arrange good marriages, but what you do is force connections. Your matchmaking is no different from selling people. I advise you not to engage in too many such unfortunate deeds."
