As soon as Old Mrs. Mo saw Weng Taixiang, her sister-in-law, her mood soured. Yet, upon hearing her words, she couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

"What big money? Who’s making big money?"

Seeing Old Mrs. Mo’s bewildered expression, Weng Taixiang smiled knowingly, "So you really didn’t know, sister-in-law? I heard that Yafen and her family opened a small restaurant in town, and business is doing quite well. The Qian family has even started building new houses."

"What..."

Old Mrs. Mo was shocked. "How is this possible?"

"Why wouldn’t it be? That small restaurant is called Qian’s, no less. And to think you’re Yafen’s mother-in-law and you didn’t even know about this." Weng Taixiang raised her eyebrows, unable to hold back.

Old Mrs. Mo was still in disbelief, "Impossible..."

"If you don’t believe me, go to town yourself and have a look. Qian’s is on East Street, currently managed by Yafen’s sister-in-law, Wang Xiaomei. Many people go there to eat every day, and they make a good amount in a day." In the end, Weng Taixiang was a bit envious. Their whole family couldn’t earn much in a year, yet Qian Yafen made so much just by starting a small business.

Seeing Weng Taixiang’s confidence, Old Mrs. Mo couldn’t help but believe.

"So, where exactly is this Qian’s? I’ll go see it tomorrow. If it’s indeed run by Yafen, I’ll definitely talk to her about it. Why call it Qian’s? If anything, it should be called Mo’s, as she’s now part of the Mo family but is still thinking about her natal family."

Snap back to reality, Old Mrs. Mo just felt stifled.

"Also... is it true that the Qian family is building new houses? How come I haven’t heard anything about it? If they really are building, there should have been news."

"That’s because the Qian family is just starting to demolish the old houses, so you haven’t heard anything yet. But once you go to Lingxia Village, you’ll surely know I’m not lying." Weng Taixiang snorted derisively. She usually boasted about her cleverness, yet was completely in the dark, fooled by her youngest daughter-in-law.

Old Mrs. Mo naturally noticed Weng Taixiang’s expression, wanting to retort, but found herself speechless, becoming even more indignant.

Seeing Old Mrs. Mo’s frustrated look, Weng Taixiang felt vindicated.

However, remembering the news she’d just heard, her expression turned serious, "I heard Guowei and Yue Jun divorced? Is this true? Both Xiao Hong and now even Guowei divorced, and you didn’t do anything to stop it?"

Hearing this, Old Mrs. Mo felt even more infuriated.

"How could I stop it? That Ding Yuejun and Mo Yiyi were determined to divorce, what could I do? Besides, our Guowei is so great, without Ding Yuejun he can still marry another wife and have a son. So, let them divorce, what’s there to advise against."

Seeing Old Mrs. Mo’s confident and obstinate manner, Weng Taixiang simply shook her head.

"Humph... Only you think that way. Yue Jun is such a good person, yet you didn’t cherish her at all. I told you to treat her well from the beginning; instead, you never listened and kept bullying Yue Jun and her daughter. Now look, they’ve left the Mo family for good. You’ll regret it later."

She coldly observed that Guowei’s wife was truly a virtuous and good woman, while that Qian Yafen was clearly scheming, who knows what plans she has behind the scenes. Yet Old Mrs. Mo liked Qian Yafen and pushed Guowei’s wife to the point of leaving.

The more she thought, the more she felt Old Mrs. Mo had a problem, and thus Weng Taixiang couldn’t stay any longer.

"You better think it over yourself. I’m going back now."

She had never liked Old Mrs. Mo, always feeling they couldn’t get along. Many years of interaction had proven her right, she and Old Mrs. Mo just couldn’t see eye to eye.

This time she was shocked about Guowei’s divorce and even more surprised at Qian Yafen’s capabilities, so she came to have a good talk with her sister-in-law. But as always, after only a few words, they couldn’t continue.

After Weng Taixiang left, Old Mrs. Mo couldn’t sit still anymore. She pondered over it, feeling a fire burning inside her, and finally decided to pack up and go to Lingxia Village.

Arriving at the village entrance, she saw a group of people bustling around from afar. She casually caught a person and asked, "What’s going on, why so lively?"

The person was Mrs. Pan from Lingxia Village, who recognized Old Mrs. Mo immediately and said with a smile, "So it’s you. You’re just in time, today the Qian family is demolishing old houses to build new ones. Are you here to join the excitement? Let’s go together."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Mo’s expression darkened.

Though she was mentally prepared, confirming the truth still made her furious. So it was all true, her youngest daughter-in-law had hidden many things from them.

"No, no, I just came to take a look and I’ll head back now."

"Hey... don’t go, since you’re here let’s go have a look."

Seeing Old Mrs. Mo wanting to leave, Mrs. Pan tried to pull her back, but she left quickly, and Mrs. Pan couldn’t hold her.

"Humph... it’s too much, simply too much."

Back home, Old Mrs. Mo angrily drank two cups of water.

Mr. Mo entered and saw his wife’s angry look, asked, "What’s going on?"

"You don’t know, Yafen secretly opened a restaurant in town and earned a lot with her family. Now the Qian family has started building new houses. Do you think Yafen is truly part of this family, not thinking about her own family but instead focusing on her natal family, even giving the earned money there."

Mr. Mo was full of disbelief.

"Are you mistaken, how could that be?"

"How could it be a mistake? I’ve already been to Lingxia Village, the Qian family is demolishing old houses today."

This made Mr. Mo uneasy too, "Are you sure about all this? If Yafen really opened a restaurant with her family, we need to get to the bottom of it."

Though Qian Yafen was originally a Qian, she had married into the Mo family and was therefore their family. If money was made, it shouldn’t be given to her natal family. "Let’s call Yafen now and get to the bottom of this."

"No, let’s not call Yafen yet. Let’s go to town first and see if there’s really a Qian’s on East Street." Old Mrs. Mo had a more comprehensive plan, thinking to clarify everything first before confronting her youngest daughter-in-law.

Mr. Mo nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Meanwhile, Yiyi calmly looked at Mo Bajin in front of her and casually tossed him a black medicine pill, "This is the antidote, take it directly."