Lady Wu's words were half-truth, half-exaggeration. She described who had attended the banquet that day—all from circles that Hou Cunjin and his associates could normally never enter.
But as a merchant, Hou Cunjin had more to consider and still had his doubts. "Is Mr. Gu's cousin really as good as you say?"
If it was truly as Yunniang said, then the Li Family clearly paled in comparison.
A teetering family versus a third-rank official in his prime—even a fool would know which to choose.
"If he weren't that good, do you think Mr. Gu would keep him by his side? That would just ruin his own reputation.
Besides, I'm Tian'er's paternal aunt. Would I dare introduce just any Tom, Dick, or Harry to her without investigating them thoroughly?"
Lady Wu shot her brother a sharp glare. Only someone like him, with his eyes seemingly glued shut, would still take the Li Family seriously.
