Chapter 15: Raising Your Voice Doesn’t Make You Right!

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Lu Meiqin sighed. "Ah, Teacher Liu, this might have been a wasted trip. Ranran just started working and hasn't even been officially confirmed yet. She wants to wait a few stable years after that before looking for a partner."

Teacher Liu had assumed no one would refuse such a good match, especially considering Ranran’s status as the factory director’s wife, which carried some weight. She didn’t expect it to be ineffective.

But she didn’t give up. “Master Lu, there’s no rush to get married. We can at least arrange an engagement first, so the two young ones can get to know each other.”

“No need for that right now. If anything unexpected happens later and it inconveniences the young man, we’d feel bad,” Lu Meiqin replied. Seeing Teacher Liu’s urgency, she only grew more convinced that the young man had some hidden problem.

This was Teacher Liu’s first time matchmaking, and after hearing this, she wasn’t sure how to persuade further. Then she added, “The young man is an officer with a very promising future, standing a tall one meter eighty-five, those long legs—you’d fall for him at first sight.”

Lu Meiqin had already made up her mind. No matter how Teacher Liu praised him, it wouldn’t sway her. The more extravagant the compliments, the more suspicious she became. Unless he looked like the guy who brought chocolates before, she declined again.

“Our family couldn’t possibly reach that high. Offending a government official wouldn’t be good. Teacher Liu, thank you for coming all this way. To be honest, Ranran just started working, and Song Jianshe and I are going through a divorce. We don’t want to discuss marriage at such a critical time.”

Teacher Liu was speechless.

Knowing when to be tactful, she stopped pressing the matter. As a leader’s relative, she had made a symbolic attempt at matchmaking.

At the same time, she was surprised to learn the couple was on the brink of divorce.

Divorce could be trivial or serious.

If it was just the usual quarrels, it wouldn’t matter much. But judging from Lu Meiqin’s demeanor, this was serious.

After returning, she had Director Wei call Shen Nanzheng.

A few words over the phone didn’t clarify much, but Shen Nanzheng caught the gist.

He didn’t even catch where Wen Ran worked.

He was just surprised Wen Ran found a job so quickly.

Not wanting to be matched up was understandable.

He thought he’d been too impatient; after all, her childhood betrothed had just been taken away, so she must feel uneasy.

He decided he needed to find a way to get to know his future wife first. Scaring her off would be bad.

He hadn’t expected the divorce to happen so early.

Divorce sooner might be better.

But after the divorce, Wen Ran and her mother couldn’t be left without a place to live. He needed to coordinate with Director Wei first.

After much thought, he called Director Wei back.

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Director Wei was a sensible man. After assuring him that Wen Ran and her mother would not be wronged, Shen Nanzheng felt relieved.

Just as he hung up, a guard came over: “Report to the commander, the superior requests your presence immediately!”

Shen Nanzheng was distracted, his mind filled with Wen Ran’s image. But duty called, and he couldn’t afford to concern himself with personal matters. He left the northern city with a few trusted aides.

Wen Ran didn’t take the matchmaking seriously and simply declined.

Teacher Liu didn’t pursue it further, letting the matter drop.

After Wenxin left, rumors swirled in the residential compound for several days.

They mostly concerned a love triangle involving her, Wenxin, and Fu Kaiyu. Some even thought she would try to steal Fu Kaiyu back while Wenxin was away.

So whenever Fu Kaiyu saw her, he either avoided her or pretended not to notice.

She couldn’t be bothered with the gossip and scoffed at Fu Kaiyu’s behavior. It was better if he avoided her. Those who wanted to introduce suitors had been scared off by the rumors, saving her the trouble of dealing with them.

Since Wenxin went to the countryside, Song Jianshe had delayed their divorce and even moved into the workshop dormitory to sleep.

He claimed it was to improve work efficiency, as a team leader.

In reality, he just wanted to shed the “team leader” title and become workshop director.

Before falling out with the Fu family, he wasn’t worried.

Now he was uncertain.

Fu Kaiyu’s beating and the Fu family’s humiliation meant the Fu family didn’t want to associate with the Songs anymore.

They even planned to sabotage Song Jianshe, so he would never become workshop director.

But strangely, the factory director quietly called him twice, stirring up Fu’s cautious mind.

His attitude toward Song Jianshe improved considerably.

Wen Ran didn’t know Shen Nanzheng was acquainted with the factory director’s family and was baffled by their strange handling of matters.

She focused earnestly on her work every day, learning everything she could, and enjoyed progressing alongside her close friends.

At home, it was mostly just her and her mother having meals together, which was quite pleasant.

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After half a month of simmering, the fact they hadn’t divorced was almost the same as having done so. Lu Meiqin became even more determined to end the marriage.

She was very supportive.

Marriage belonged to her mother; she wanted her mother to be happy.

She also hoped Song Jianshe would fail and never become workshop director.

Lately, he had become arrogant, already acting like a workshop director before officially becoming one.

In the past two days, neighbors had been discussing him in the hallways, offering many criticisms.

The day before the election results were announced, the grandmother, far from home, suddenly arrived.

She brought little luggage but plenty of temper.

The moment she entered, she slapped Wen Ran.

If Wen Ran hadn’t dodged quickly, the slap would have hit her face.

The furious old lady glared, “Why dodge? You wanted to make me fall to my death!”

Wen Ran remained unusually calm, “You’re lucky I didn’t hit back. Blame my deeply rooted tradition of respecting elders.”

Lu Meiqin, already resolved to divorce and no longer indulging the old lady, heard the commotion in the hallway and immediately came inside.

“What’s going on? Did your grandmother hit you?”

“She tried, but missed,” Wen Ran kept a safe distance from the old lady.

Lu Meiqin fiercely defended her daughter, “Mom, if you hit Ranran without reason again, don’t blame me for losing my temper!”

The old lady glared at her like a fighting cock, “You’re useless too. What face do you have to lose your temper when you gave birth to such a foolish girl? Song Jianshe should have divorced you long ago and found another woman to give me a healthy grandson!”

“He’d have to have the ability to divorce me!” Lu Meiqin had only felt relief for a few days before being enraged again by the old lady’s words. “Now I want the divorce, but your son is dragging his feet!”

The old lady hissed, “Nonsense! You can’t even bear a son. The sooner you leave, the better for my son! You…”

“Just because you shout louder doesn’t mean you’re right!” Wen Ran interrupted. “If you want your son free, then tell him to divorce quickly and stop wasting my mom’s time!”