"Don't even mention targeting the Sang Family, half of the Lu Family could be your dowry," Madam Lu said with a hint of amusement, not intending to belittle her own daughter.
But really, there was no comparison, Sang Qiao was as beautiful as a goddess, whereas her own daughter did not inherit any of her looks but rather resembled that plump and round Master, what capital did she have to compete for Mr. Si?
However, after spending some time together, Madam Lu probably understood that her daughter's ambitions were sky-high, and she did not bother to intervene, as long as it did not offend Mr. Si, she let Lu Jiao strive on her own.
When Lu Jiao came back disheartened, she naturally would agree to the arranged marriage proposed by her mother.
"Mom, just wait and see," Lu Jiao said more excitedly, assuming all men liked power, as long as Mr. Si developed a rift with Sang Qiao, her chance would naturally arise.
Half of the Lu Family, she did not believe Mr. Si could resist.
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