Wufu's guess had struck right at the heart of Madam Zhou's thoughts. Indeed, as she had pondered, Madam Zhou held a unique fondness for scholars, always believing that they were naturally graceful and elegant, owing to their learnedness. Otherwise, she wouldn't have delivered her heart and soul so readily in the past, only to end up abandoned.
Now, having met Wen Congrui, she felt that the young man had a good temperament and was gentle. Given his age, she naturally thought him a good match for her daughter.
But upon learning of Wen Congrui's family background, Madam Zhou's enthusiasm wilted. She had enough self-awareness to recognize that her daughter's origins would not befit the son of an illustrious family, especially those from established households. It was not just about her being a child born out of wedlock; even if she were a legitimate daughter of a peasant with a clean background, she would still likely not suffice, even with land and property to her name.
