Gu Zi delicately popped the last piece of crispy pork into her mouth, dabbed at her fingers with a napkin, and replied with a calm, almost dismissive smile, "No need. My husband doesn't butcher pigs anymore—he's moved on to something new."
The second Zhao daughter-in-law looked instantly displeased. A former butcher, finding a respectable job in the capital? That seemed about as likely as a goat winning a horse race. She had only offered to introduce him to someone out of pity, and now this woman was acting like she didn't need the help?
The elder daughter-in-law jumped in quickly, attempting to smooth things over. "Oh? So what does your husband do now?"
Gu Zi gave them a bright, almost teasing smile. "He started a company with a friend—he's the boss now. Most of his days are spent eating, drinking, and sealing business deals. He's surprisingly busy."
The room fell into stunned silence.
They both blinked at her, as if waiting for the punchline.
