Mu Yan knew that Qiu Shuyun usually found fault with everyone, but since Jiang Wenhui was her daughter, saying such things in front of so many people was unthinkable.

However, in just a few days, Jiang Wenhui had changed. Not only was her hair cut short, but she also had lost some of her gentle grace, becoming more composed.

Jiang Wenhui sat on the sofa with an unclear expression, saying nothing.

Qiu Shuyun felt she was deliberately opposing her and angrily said, "Go and tell your grandpa right now that you don’t want the Vice President position, and let him give it to your brother."

Jiang Wenhui, unable to bear it any longer, lowered her voice, "Mom, have you had enough? Can this position be given away just like that?"

Qiu Shuyun argued stubbornly, "Why can’t it be given away? Both of you are Jiangs, siblings. What’s yours is his, isn’t it?"

Jiang Wenhui looked at her biased mother and fell silent again, but her eyes reddened, clearly enraged.

Liu Xiangqing sat beside her, feeling indignant on Jiang Wenhui’s behalf as she listened to Qiu Shuyun’s words.

"Second Aunt, if you and Yu Tai have such a big issue with Grandpa’s decision, why not go talk to him? Why make things difficult for Wenhui? She’s also your daughter. Don’t you think you’re being too biased?"

"When I talk to my daughter, is it your place to butt in?" Qiu Shuyun looked at her coldly, "Besides, you haven’t even married Wen Hao yet, and you’re already meddling in the Jiang Family’s affairs. Aren’t you going a bit overboard?"

Liu Xiangqing looked at her in disbelief, "I..."

Jiang Wenhui grabbed Liu Xiangqing’s hand, looking at Qiu Shuyun, "Mom, this has nothing to do with Xiangqing. Don’t target her."

"Third Young Master, Young Madam, you’re back." The butler’s voice echoed.

Everyone turned to see Jiang Jingheng and Mu Yan walking in. Qiu Shuyun, now displeased with everyone, snorted coldly and went upstairs. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

After greetings were exchanged, Jiang Jingheng went upstairs to visit Jiang Wenhao, while Mu Yan sat with Jiang Wenhui and Liu Xiangqing in the living room for a chat.

Once Qiu Shuyun left, Liu Xiangqing indignantly said, "Your mom is so biased. In this day and age, she still favors sons over daughters. If your brother were truly promising, Grandpa wouldn’t overlook him."

Mu Yan, having overheard bits of the conversation, vaguely understood the situation.

She recalled Jiang Jingheng mentioning that Jiang Wenhui’s marriage was also for family alliance.

She calmly said, "Big Sis, don’t be upset."

Jiang Wenhui smiled at the two of them, "Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’m used to it."

The phrase "used to it" encapsulated years of heartache, making it uncomfortable to hear.

Liu Xiangqing said, "Let’s not talk about unhappy things. We should be congratulating you, Wenhui, on your new position. We were worried that after your divorce, things would be tough, but we didn’t expect Grandpa to hold you in such high regard. It just goes to show that with or without a man, what’s most important is having a career."

Mu Yan looked at her and smiled, "I’ll be sure to tell Big Brother what you said."

Liu Xiangqing, hearing this, glared at her, "Aren’t we sisters? How could you rat me out like that? I was comforting Wenhui."

"It’s fine; I don’t need comforting," Jiang Wenhui smiled. "In the past, I retreated and lost out, but now I won’t make concessions for anyone. It’s time I lived for myself."

Mu Yan nodded, "As long as you have this resolve, we’re assured."

It was nearly dinnertime when Liu Xiangqing went upstairs to call Jiang Wenhao and the others down, and Jiang Wenhui went to call Qiu Shuyun. As they left, Yin Manqing came over and pulled her aside.

"Someone’s trying to take what’s your husband’s, and you’re still getting close to her? You’d better watch out."